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Monday, October 10, 2016

moonlit lake . . .
the parts of her
I can't reach

First published in Failed Haiku

Magyar said...: __ Nights, I'd sit and watch the moonbeams across our pond, and there were parts it couldn't reach; the scent of flowers lingered. Thanks Bill, you've prodded my memory, and it scribbled this instant's echo. _m

moon streams
cross this silent pond
night flowers; 7:24 PM
Adelaide said...: I'll add one of mine just scribbled, as well.

untested
the depth of the lake
and myself

Adelaide; 7:30 AM
Bill said...: Appreciated, Doug.

Adelaide, lovely. Thanks.; 7:11 PM