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Breeze (Haiku) by Nicholas Jones From dark to clear skies -
I watch them empty for me
Grey becomes flecked blue
Up the ladder:
IRONSHOE
Down the ladder:
The Set Back
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Posted: October 11, 2002 6:33 AM PDT; Last modified: October 11, 2002 6:34 AM PDTWeighted score: 6.2383466 Overall Rank: 937 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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god'swife @ 209.179.135.211
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11-Oct-02/8:18 AM
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The middle line speaks to me on several levels, suprisingly. I'm in a sensitive mood.
very suggestive and neutral (in a good way)
Thank you Mr Christof for your helpful and positive comments. This came because all I can see through the window from my desk is the sky. I was trying to write an essay on poetic responses to industrial Wales, but this happened instead.
YOU'RE SISTER, THITHTER, MISTAH.
tremendous.
i like how each line means the same thing, and yet you make it sound so beautiful. it's a peace poem. a nice breeze :)
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