A little #haiku to go (to sleep)

Posted on May 3, 2012 by Mary Beth Frezon

last night haiku won
stole my sleep, took all my dreams
balled up my pillow.

Tonight I came home,
opened the windows again,
hoping to be cold.

the birds begin song
the dreamers sleep unaware
where night and day meet

The night is deepest
A bird calls to another
A car passes by.

Last night or today
haiku leaked out of my brain
onto my pillow.

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