Two poems I wrote in my head while on my early morning bike ride.
morning bike ride~
I find words to carry home
but always lose some
Stephen Brooke ©2023
clouds of starlings rush
across the autumn sky~
their voices fade
Stephen Brooke ©2023
The first could best be categorized as senryu, perhaps, but the second might be considered a true haiku. Or not! It's not that important, truly. I do write stuff in my head as I am pedaling and sometimes I do remember it. Poetry, of course, is easier to remember than prose.
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