a stick goes over the falls at sunset
Cor Van Den Heuvel
This poem is not formatted like the other haiku I've posted. Different ideas of the modern haiku are being discussed in poetry societies, I've learned.
I like this one because I immediately recall throwing twigs, leaves, and other natural objects into the streams. When I w was a child I was always drawn to the water when camping. Even now I love to stop at the pull-outs along the Idaho rivier highways and simply watch the water rushing along its path.
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