Haikus in sequence (chain)

Haikus in sequence​

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one clutching to another​

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first verse, mirror of the last.​

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First verse mirror of the last
speaks truth, myth or fantasy
Monday, yesterday, today.​

 

Monday, yesterday, today
will always be the same game
I forgot a rule.​

 

I forgot a rule
it’s unwritten, a bright thought
with time stored away

 

With time stored away
all the white picket fences
paint a country side

 

excellent, I really like it.
Good reading from you.

 

Thank you much, Alma
for a comment so precious
I'm humbled to say