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