Collected Haiku #47

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stones in river bed
why have you sunk to bottom
when forest surrounds?

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every dirt trod grave
is another chance at life
as new seeds take hold

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the sun scorches you
meteor falls, realizes
a phoenix rises

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artful nereid
my how your jewelry sparkles
and the waves beckon

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must every lesson
in my conflagration heart
be taught with embers?

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rain on a parade
nothing to worry about
umbrellas are fun

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coffee, though enthused,
isn't ordered in size muse
starbucks not amused

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high school fishbowls spill
into college rivulets
life's rapids surprise

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if you fall in love
with a fog person, don't fume
when they dissipate

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