"Flee" - A 'One Word' Hay(na)ku Poem
Flee,
let down
your air. Be
where
you will
to be. There
in
the sadness
of summer -- we
gorge
ourselves on
all the tree.
* Pilot your own flights of fancy a minute at a time in OneWord.
let down
your air. Be
where
you will
to be. There
in
the sadness
of summer -- we
gorge
ourselves on
all the tree.
* Pilot your own flights of fancy a minute at a time in OneWord.
posted by Lorna Dee Cervantes at 11:09 PM
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