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March wind haiku
by Paganini Jones
March wind
my father combing his hair
yet again
March wind
in the garden
his dog chases torn leaves
March wind
flurries of snow
turn to sleet
March wind
she remembers nappies
crackling on the line
03/19/2006 Posted on 03/19/2006
Copyright © 2024 Paganini Jones
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 03/21/06 at 06:26 PM they're all great, but my favourite is the last one. Well done, hope you have one entered in the kukai as I'm sure you do. |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 03/22/06 at 11:39 PM they're all good, but the first one really blows me away (so to speak!) |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/23/06 at 01:22 AM Full of action and nature. Great images! Nice job, Paganini. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/06/06 at 06:37 PM Excellent series Heather. Well done! |
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