Refracted light bends Minnows between a trident’s Prongs. rusted by salt. * Scales ripple beneath Mermaids like a xylophone Of echo feedback. * Water defines space Only to reform elsewhere, Emulating fog. * Those diamonds at Each crest wave goodbye to what The sunrise fractures. * If these were hands, how Deep could they burrow to change The course of rivers! * Water is always On a quest for salt, to taste Worthy of a child.
Absolution
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Minnows between a trident’s
Prongs. rusted by salt.
*
Scales ripple beneath
Mermaids like a xylophone
Of echo feedback.
*
Water defines space
Only to reform elsewhere,
Emulating fog.
*
Those diamonds at
Each crest wave goodbye to what
The sunrise fractures.
*
If these were hands, how
Deep could they burrow to change
The course of rivers!
*
Water is always
On a quest for salt, to taste
Worthy of a child.
[Disposable Haiku February 13, 2013]
Dr. Mike
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