Haiku Bouquet

Pseudo Haiku

True haiku has no rhymes.

Photo by Stacy on Unsplash

The wavering fawn
Assisted by its mother
Gentle as the dawn

Tumbleweed perched in
Country roadway wandering
Restless as the wind

Goldfinch on thistle
The seeds will now disappear
Clean as a whistle

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Stories of Dennett (Wildflower) & Ben (Weed) & Our Guests

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Rusty Alderson

Rusty Alderson

Retired technologist — eschewing cubicles; observer extraordinaire; perpetual student; philosopher; poet; essayist; advocate for nature and wilderness.

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