so very long ago
in language meant for a child
I hear their voices,
a tang of green walnuts
the depth of red clay
Merry Christmas from Haiku Bandit Society
. . . ain't nothin' goin' on!"
today's moon -- will anyone not be taking up his pen?
2 comments:
nifty, delightful, and laughter warming to hear from you, Santeria!
Boy, I look drunk there, don't I?
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