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The evening star On the way home holding your cold hand and the evening star Michael R. Collings

My freedom Freedom in this cup of tea until it gets cold

Dad’s hand Remembering my dad's hand as I sharpen my child's pencils

Flowers On the Chinese vase flowers retain brightness - - pouring out water. Dave McCroskey.

In the parking lot this new fallen snowmuch of it Reserved George Steel

I am nobody: A red sinking autumn sun Took my name away. Richard Wright

Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out! Richard Wright

One magnolia Landed upon another In the dew-wet grass. Richard Wright

As the sun goes down, a green melon splits open And juice trickles out. Richard Wright

No birds are flying; The tree leaves are still as stone, – An autumn evening.

Little boys tossing Stones at a guilty scarecrow In a snowy field.

Standing patiently, The horse grants the snowflakes A home on his back.

From the skyscraper, All the bustling streets converge Towards a spring sea.

English Haiku - Poetry Day 2013  
English Haiku - Poetry Day 2013