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Haibun: Night Time

As the end of the day
merges into night
the clock pushes
the minutes into hours
turning over to the next day
What will tomorrow bring?
that will be told tomorrow
As time shrinks to midnight
I am grateful for all that is
All that has been told

Day merges to night
Turning over through midnight
As moments unfold

For #NaPoWriMo

This is a haibun, a combination of prose poem and haiku.


Morning Dew

A majesty of fairies
Fashioned crystal glass
At the tips of each
Fine blade of grass

At the darkest decline
Darning gems so bright
Then directing prisms
To the morning light

They collected their thimbles
And trimmed the thread
But left before dawn
Quietly they fled