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April Haiku #2526

I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.


Fresh Air Haiku

To high altitudes

lift ones spirit into air

breath a long breath

Nap on snowy peak

awaken to song of snow

birds in lodgepole pine

Travel to river

where trout follows its path

reflects above clouds

Some fresh air Haiku

soak in natural Hot Spring

journey in time stops

Near life size boulders

flows a howling water fall

whose mist peppers air

Take off hiking boots

dip toes in frigid river

walk slippery rock

To return one day

today to high altitude

clear until empty

Return to mountain

poetry every five years

never lose my way

© 2021 Jamie Lee Hamann

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