Commute haiku

Some simple poems from the past few commutes on the bus.

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The earth wakes

Flesh-tinted bands stretch over

A drop of blue in a clear pool

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Standing straight

Hands in pockets

Oakland frame store sentinels

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Child pacing in cold

Trying to shake

Anxiety of the day

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Ethnic huddles in the city

Small church buildings provide

A respite from the cold

Of living in a place, unknown

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Ivy creeps over walls

Try to mask

Concrete human chutes

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Sunlight peeks over hills

All of nature

Stretches to meet it

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The mind designs

From its past

Soul creations bring new life