Icarus feathers
billow in the wind, dancing,
drunk on the cold sun.
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R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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Comments (2)
Drunk in the cold sun, - Outstanding Haiku!
Wow, so vivid.Excellent haiku.