the green grass waving
cattle grazing in the grass.
o boy it is spring.
dead leaves all over
cold breeze blows the leaves afar.
the signs of winter
ground covered with white
run outside with thick clothing.
January breeze
The cars zoom by me
they leave a smokey dark trail
welcome to downtown
teens go in and out.
a room filled with computers
the smell of smokers
1 comment:
where are all your poems? I can't find any! I'm going to assume you wrote this. I like some of the words you used. Grazing really reminds me of a laid back spring day (although we're all busy studying) and blowing the leaves afar reminds me of a cold breeze of wind. You just need 3 more haikus now
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