Friday, 2 August 2013

From Ω to Α


"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words."

Robert Frost, poet (1874-1963)

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Haiku #5

  The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover