The garden wall leans.
The wind rattles old vines as
the cold chains my heart.
Rattles
The garden wall leans.
The wind rattles old vines as
the cold chains my heart.
Filed under haiku, poem, poetry by author, rattles
The garden wall leans.
The wind rattles old vines as
the cold chains my heart.
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Nice one.
Thank you. For some reason this went to the spam folder. Don’t know why. I don’t have any control over the filter. But, I hope, it is now fixed.