Haiku # 381

Deep into the night
I tremble with the ache
of things untold


All the things I didn’t say
chipping my lips —
alone in the moonlight


All the things left undone —
in a puddle of moonlight
red leaves steeping


Soft rain on the snow —
a world of fog
blowing in silence

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