A Natural Mirror
Liquid clouds sail by Between green branches they float Angler’s face is blurred. Green frog hops then swims Stirring the placid picture Grotesque forms reshape. Stream now calm and still Sky reflects countryside scene Tranquil Man and World.
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PoetPaul
I'm a self-employed window cleaner. Married with two adult children. I've been writing poetry for decades. Recently (within the last three years been enjoying writing Haiku)
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