#1857

robin, white blossom:

it is always Christmas if 

you look hard enough.

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Written for the February Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Sping season word, robin.

#1856 (#126)

bing sutt aromas

(coffee, milk tea, cake, french toast,

noodles..) soothe my soul

See also: Bing sutt in Wikipedia.

#1855

the last cottage day

robin dying in my hands

(knowledge kept inside)

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Written for the February Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Sping season word, robin.

#1854 (#125)

all life can feel like

it is just legerdemain

so much feels hidden

#1853 (#124)

sky island monkeys

look out at the forest seas

and wonder, “what's there?”

#1852 (#123)

an amelled street scene:

bright coloured clothes in sunshine

along ealing road

#1851 (#122)

his rose ear in the

evening tv light as the

furball cuddles close