12 Haiku Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

working backwards to
a time of love only
the days move forward
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a spinning round disk
hovers majestically
autumn's last bounty
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Hospitality
sitting on oak tree boughs
fear--a fall from grace
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autumn explorers
maple leaves and spindrift seeds
what a majesty
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Purple loosestrife
The whispery wands
Of a magician
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a street beggar
eating food meant for pigeons
bread--a staple diet
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lips like rhubarb sticks
wilting under the hot gaze
of the summer sun
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two snowdrops--her eyes
green with envy and temptation
such purity--her whites
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with a countenance
what makes my heart leap midair
moths break the silence
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I see some primroses
by a woodland stream and my-
soul takes a paddle
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pinecones, I am told
can predict the weather
picnics in the park
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Coltsfoots - it makes me
a timely umbrella
don't you love the rain