We’re Still Not Together | Haiku | Short Poem No. 106

we're still not together
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We’re still not together. . .

But, on occasion,
I can sense your breathe with me;
As warm winds blows west.

My Leaves are All Dead

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My Leaves are All Dead | Haiku | Short Poem 105

My Leaves are All Dead.
Strangers Trample Underfoot.
As Morning, I Wake.

MY Leaves Are All Dead
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My Leaves are All Dead.
Strangers Trample Underfoot.
In Morning, I Wake.

I Died in Your Arms Tonight

© Joey Who? and WritingWithStrangers, 2019, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.