Vineyard Vines
Poem Tired feet but a full soul Days of working and tomorrow more Sun beating down on their backs Backs shaped into steal and coal Hands grazing along the vines Making sweet juices...
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Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Part II
Haibun Haiku Cannonball Contest His first jump sends pool water up a geyser’s height. His second jump nearly soaks the MC. His third jump barely ripples the water. He swims to me oblivious...
