Moments

I just went through Tiny Writes and collected all the haikus I had written. I tried to make a cohesive poem out of them. Can find any common threads weaving the stanzas together? 

The morning lips part
The green grass is briefly wet.
My small lips tighten.

The courageous drum,
filters sunlight through its beat.
I am half awake.

The water crashes,
red and gold drowning in life.
Stomping, I breathe air.

In the pink sheep's eyes
there is something silly and sad:
a helpless waiting.

Honks, whooping humans:
our jubilant homecoming.
The rain is falling.
 

Yellow Sweater

WA

YWP Alumni Advisor

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