Diaphanous Cloths, Haiku Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

diaphanous cloths
all this spring morning birdsong
intoxicating
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authentic nature
is watching the waterfall
our lives cascading
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This swan reflects back
it's mirrored reflection
love made in heaven
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time for the next step
into a new reality
autumn - winter - death
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what is your colour?
mines yellow - my sunflower
the light of my life
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isn't it good to dance
watching moonlit waves return
from whence they came
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blossom is falling
on my route through the graveyard
a serpentine path
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snow fall in April
there's no prudence in melting
pear blossom radiance
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Midas turns to gold
everything he touches
autumn winter land
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the sky glows green, red
aurora borealis
moods, soft pink to blue
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refine the sugar
till I cannot resist you
small sips of heaven
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a red carpet waits
on the pavement - a passing
old stranger wind-blown
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a desert island
has granted me three wishes
silence 'Om' silence