Last night me and my 12 year old niece were writing haiku, giving each other a subject to write about. I will just share one of hers:
the breeze comes through fast
leaves are falling in the wind
colors are pretty
not bad for her first one...and here are mine:
past whispers in ear
gnarled piano clanked
whiskey quickly drank
sweet sticky
red love
now dead
long curtain moving
window is a cat's tv
naive birds don't see
barbie hair cut off
brothers can be very mean
sister drama queen
red rose is wilting
the cold breeze blew in last night
petals on the ground
same are love and hate
left growing on passion's tree
frost turns sweet bitter
coward coyote
runs away tail between his legs
passion blazing grass
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