Haiku # 220

Amid fallow hills
the river of dusk…
fading birdcalls

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In a dark tree
a wounded bird
sings his last song

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Why linger
when you can fade…
leaf in the sky

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On my pillow
a flower’s lost fragrance…
thick cover of night

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A moment’s solace…
the trees dancing
with the evening wind

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Batroun, July 07, 2015
Batroun, July 07, 2015

In the glow of sunset
my heart alone travels
a ship without sails