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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Regret--National Poetry Month

Here's a double haiku poem for Poetry Month entitled


At the end of my time here
The days like small coins
Fall tink'ling through my fingers.

For what purpose have I spent
Or perhaps squandered
My limited cache of coins?
© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy

You can read about haiku at this site.

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