Poem 12: A Haiku Sequence for the Twelfth Poem

Three windows above

my desk frame the trees outside —

green portrait of limbs and leaves.

 

I scrubbed my desk last

night so today I could write

with a cleared head.

 

Twelve hours blazed past

to now, my eyes blurred and red,

grateful for the end.

 

My weary eyes dive

into the living green scene

just beyond my reach.

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