“stop”

Posted on August 7, 2017 by

Written for:  Haiku Horizons – stop

daisies growing wild
he loves me, he loves me not
at the bus stop

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to “stop”

  1. lily says:
    August 7, 2017 at 12:24 am

    Gorgeous. I love this. My favorite kind of poetry — tiny. It tells me just enough of the story to kick-start my imagination.

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  2. sarahrussellpoetry says:
    August 7, 2017 at 2:00 am

    Love this one. Made me smile.

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