Long distance love

I'd cycle the whole night

Just to let your voice

Light up my corner of the world

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For the Magpie Tales

Illusion

It was the coldest

Of winters, the deers froze

In their tracks

The seasons change, yet

My lady was cold and lost

In the deep forest

So the old baron

Called upon spring to come forth

Make haste, make haste

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But Lady Frost sat

firmly on the ice cold earth

and suppressed the buds

From ever returning.

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Written for Haiku Heights

Copyright (c) 2012 ninotaziz. All Rights Reserved.

My Home

With my hands
I planted this wild ginger
Until it bloomed
All throughout the year

With my fingers
I cut the pink blossoms
Green leaves and more
Tended to my lovely garden

With my heart
I arranged a simple bouquet
For my kitchen table
Where we eat and play

So that my loved ones
Would enjoy a lovely scent
A thing of beauty
An afternoon well spent

At home.
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