No more moon poems
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Day 8: Late, late, late
It's midnight and I just got in from a late hockey game. It's hard to transition from the frenetic hockey mindset to the haiku spirit, but as I was driving home...
road lines
reflect
white moon
reflects
sunlight
two
glinting
bounding
eyes
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