11 Haiku Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

the scent of jasmine
and pipe tobacco entwines
living parodies
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like a ravenous
caterpillar she's eating
for two--chocolate
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pussy willow buds
are tactile joys to behold
babies cradle cap
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the new arrival
this spring term carries new hope
French language teacher
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moth caught in my palms
ejected into darkness
doubles back--quick smart
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dog chasing its tail
in the lush green meadow grass
loud woodpecker pecks
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dusk casts it shadows
with a flashing horizon
smooth newts rise and fall

torched lightning tree
holds a bluetit nest with eggs
a speckled blue sky
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I donate my soul
to science my heart to love
how'll they contain it
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without narrative
the moon like a glowing opal
gives winter guidance
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diminishing light
autumnal muses are dancing
in the forest fire
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the pointillist
creates new luminosity
out of autumn leaves