Sunday, February 13, 2011

Some more random haiku

I.
The water colors
die when rainbows stop crying
and birds cease to fly.
II.
Rain brings purity
to otherwise filthy souls,
restoring balance.
III.
Puddles tend to dry
when the clouds forget to cry
All the eyes are dry.
IV.
Vultures calls come from
desert plains and the undead
prey beneath quiver.


Copyright © 2011 Natasha Guy

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