David Wood (x2x3x4 at msn dot com) David Wood, a retired gentlemen from Ohio, writes for his own enjoyment. He has had work shown by Paperwasp, Mainichi News, Stylus Poetry Journal, Heron's Nest, Simply Haiku, and the Asahi Haikuist Network.
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misty fog
… San Francisco
summer
morning dew
sparkles in the sun–
the scent of plowed earth
tropical spring winds…
collective sighs as
typhoon passes
unable to sleep
cool spring breeze …
bird sings out
–
spring breeze-
screen door waves
to the daffodils
spring rain
lorikeets chatter
in the baksia
spring winds
the weeds
dancing in ectasy
spring wind
a high pop-up
blows back into play
tropical summer breeze
split leaves fronds —
blackbird watches, quietly
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