Wings Wide

 

wings wide, but no

rumble of hooves dents the freshness

of dew, Pegasus

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #825 Pegasus, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Wings –
 

Who Permits It

 

who permits it

as white-tipped wings flutter gold

through dead leaves

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Special #122, Richard Wright’s 3rd haiku “The Violet Beds,” another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here are the White Stripes singing about mulch.