water rolls over rock rounded like a turtle's shell
Turtle’s Back [Haiku]
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boats in still water,
subdued prows reflect
a world below


shaggy parasol
sits by the sidewalk,
knowing only up

dark beach night
the moon burns bright
over calm waters

stunted pines
grow from the granite
green and thick

the lake lies ahead,
but my eye settles upon
the blossoms

a fig tree
grew over a building;
that building
collapsed long ago, but
now the tree is the building

atop the cascade
sits a still pool,
burbling