Friday, October 1, 2010

Seth's Haiku's


Lake covered by fog.

Still crystal clear water.

Surrounded by sand.

Collecting fire wood.

Moss covered fallen branches.

Bring them back to camp.
I'm crossing the bridge.

Water flowing under bridge.

I am done crossing.
Walking up the hill.

Plants and trees are around me.

I must stop and rest.



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