one cricket singing
lonely in the sun-baked yard
only mate–cold moon
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Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt
Challenge #93 Sun&Moon
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The stuff that comes out a bird's mouth.
one cricket singing
lonely in the sun-baked yard
only mate–cold moon
——
RonovanWrites
Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt
Challenge #93 Sun&Moon
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Poor cricket; pining for a mate he’ll never reach 😦