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Haiku: Twenty

bare foot autumn grass
slips cool against my soles
dank mud between toes

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Haiku: Nineteen

red-tailed hawk swoops down
silent shadow slipping past
startled rabbit runs

Haiku: Eighteen

fruit flies circle over
forgotten strawberries
ripe smell of decay

Haiku: Seventeen

September morning
leaves highlighted in yellow
empty coffee pot

Haiku: Sixteen

rooster crows awake
fog shrouded September sun
my bed is empty