White, red, orange lights glare;
Grain truck grumbles down dirt road;
Then coyotes sing.
This is a haiku of the sights and sounds of my rural road at night. It was written as part of #POMwrimo.
White, red, orange lights glare;
Grain truck grumbles down dirt road;
Then coyotes sing.
This is a haiku of the sights and sounds of my rural road at night. It was written as part of #POMwrimo.

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