Haiku: Twenty-three
dust covered windows
filter sky blue down to grey
someone should clean them
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Haiku: Twenty-two
cold edged wind blows past
stirs up dust and memories
autumn leaves tremble
Haiku: Twenty-one
rain hard on my pane
wind bending trees to the ground
sunbeam there and gone
Haiku: Twenty
bare foot autumn grass
slips cool against my soles
dank mud between toes
Haiku: Nineteen
red-tailed hawk swoops past
silent shadow slipping down
startled rabbit runs
