Ridges catch the wind
and twist it around.
Prairies let it wash across
like an uninterrupted sea.
Either way, the wind still blows.
It never finishes its work.
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How to Catch the Wind
Chimes capture the tail
Of invisible wind that
Licks licorice lips.
[Disposable Haiku March 1, 2013]
Dr. Mike
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