The Blue Tortoise
Haiku Poems
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Precious memories Fill one with profound yearning So sweet, so cruel When I speak of them I am lost for words and weep They are my children! I assessed the tree Pruning offending branches As if a court judge Black flies aplenty Surgeons of the Margaree Salmon were running When in the Rockies I thought I heard kettle drums Sounding like thunder
