Late Night Haiku XXXV

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 6:12 AM

XCVII. How I wish time might
Flow back that too soon spent time
Could relive the day.

XCVIII. Softly, I watch it,
Soft focus, unfolding, yet
Still left too folded.

XCVIX. Indian summer —
The weary flowers' last dance
Before frost's sharp blade.

Re: Late Night Haiku XXXV
Yesterday's wounds bleed Into tomorrows scars Of resolve avoiding mistakes.
Posted by Ed Hurst - Sep 23, 2010 | 5:07 PM

Re: Late Night Haiku XXXV
Nice, Ed. So true.
Posted by Timothy R. Butler - Sep 24, 2010 | 6:49 AM

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