the leaves, bright crimson falling
drought and stress, kills growth
PJFarr
2026
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Try as I do, I could not fit this poem into a haiku. It was inspired by the two words in today's daily haiku prompt. Captain My Captain ...
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the old windmill stone ground the winter wheat in Spring flour that sustained, bread PJFarr 2025 #daikyhaikuprompt (windmill) #haiku ...
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