Haiku #419

the winds rearrange

the world by scattering the

solitary leaves.

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(haven’t written lately hardly at all [or even been able to read poetry {in such a funk}], so much so I uninstalled my WordPress app, but I’m returning to the workforce for the first time in 2.5 years tomorrow [new employer, new job] and felt the urge to write something in light of this life change but in keeping with the tradition of haiku as I have previously written).

Haiku #415

her slender fingers

run through her long hair, silvered

by the touch of time.

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** inspired by the phrase in italics, which occurs in a line from the poem “The Pleasures of Memory” by poet Samuel Rogers [1763–1855].

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Wikipedia says, “Samuel Rogers was an English poet, during his lifetime one of the most celebrated, although his fame has long since been eclipsed by his Romantic  colleagues and friends  Wordsworth, Coleridge  and Byron.”