Category: Run Haiku

Road ends at the
Trail ends at the
Fishing boat

Churning river
The twisting roots
Of the great tree

Into the soft light
After hitting snooze
Fog slowly lifting

Yesterday’s rain
In today’s puddle
Morning reflection

The sky is filled
With clouds and sunrise
All that is to come

A summer’s worth
Of savoured scents
On my tongue

Ripe red
Biting at my tongue
Chokecherries

Peace Trail
Taking the long road
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