
Haiga Archive
17 May 2014

Poem Text or Excerpt:
Crossroads
an abandoned fort
by the mossy stone
a bunch of wheat
the room filled with
sunrise
an aroma of coffee
through an open window
trills of wrens
what will the day bring?
ready for wandering
worn out shoes
in this winter season
to feel someone close
an old friend
the silent phone still
within reach
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Keywords:
crossroads, abandoned, fort, mossy, stone, bunch, wheat, room, sunrise, aroma, coffee, window, wrens, wandering, worn out, shoes, winter, friend, silent, phone, digital art, earth, color, renga