Balcony Gardens | Haiku | Short Poem No. 89

Balcony Gardens
Make Quiet Places To Rest
And Grow Emotions.

Balcony Gardens
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Have you cultivated your love while sitting out on your balcony? Or tended to your broken heart?

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Reaching Out to Me | Haiku | Short Poem No. 86

Reaching Out to Me.
And I’m Reaching Out to You.
Never Seem to meet.

reaching out to me
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Hands Were Made To Hold;
Fit Together Perfectly.
Why Are My Hands Free?

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The Dark Side of the Moon | Short Poem No. 85

I’m looking at the dark side of the moon.
My eyes are open as I cannot sleep.
Is it because I went to bed so soon
That my mind wanders to lands that are bleak?

Dark Side of the Moon
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Dark Side of the Moon.
Some Places Never See Light.
So, Too, Thoughts at Night.

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Stacked Rocks on the Beach | Short Poem No. 84

Stacked Rocks on the Beach.
They’re like tomorrow’s worries
On a Lazy Day.

Stacked Rocks on the Beach
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But there is no twist.
Sometimes you have to let go.
Just lay on the beach.

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