'Don't they land softly?' The bird breathes to plucked feathers, as they float away...
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note for those unfamiliar with haiku form ~ the lines are 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables ~ loving all the poems in here though, and also love how the themes always bounce around to so many different neat topics.
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can home
or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart) — e.e. cummings
