The Wheel of the Year
Quadru-Haiku entry 2
Spring brings heavy rain.
Great floods turn the wide green plains
Into deep blue lakes
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Summer is deadly
Hot weather brings bush-fires
Renewing the land
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Leaves fade to gold in
Autumn with its rich soil and
heady earthen scents
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Now winter, the air
Grows crisp and chills to the bone,
Cold fingers biting.
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Ash Taylor
Lover of fantasy and all things whimsical. Currently studying Writing and Publishing at UNE in Armidale, Australia. Living on Anaiwan land.
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Comments (1)
So good! I love your references to the seasons