Kona 1
Kona time dissolves
forgotten regimes float lost
in morning's birdsong
Kona 2
Time dissolves
floats cloudlike
blowing lost regimes
thru rustling fronds
and early morning's
birdsong.
3/7/09
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These poems are written by family members, and do not necessarily have to rhyme. My original personal challenge was to write a poem a day for one year. (Yes, a three line haiku counts as long as it fits the criteria of 5-7-5.) My revised goal is to write 365 poems in the same number of days.
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