Some haiku I wrote while we were studying poetry.
Steam rising in whisps-
a moments pause before
the football is snapped
An ancient mesa
painted in rosy pastels-
The magic hour!
Ten thousand pairs of
running shoes - but only
a single winner
Gibbous moon above;
coyote scurries across
the deserted street
Monday, January 17, 2011
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