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Five Haiku

By Berniegourley @berniegourley
Five Haiku

frost on grass
early morning chill
felt through eyes

wave wall warps,
becoming tubular
surf crashes

mountains turn
to smooth, round boulders,
then to pebbles

lost ruins
a temple overgrown,

slate gray lake
will be turquoise in time
new eyes, new lake

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