Haiku
5-7-5
Haiku
November 17, 2020
Four Haiku
Twenty-five degrees.
Skim of ice along shoreline.
Clear baby blue skies.
A lone duck quacks loud.
And then quacks even louder.
Still no followers.
Mallard continues.
Quacks, "Come on guys follow me."
No takers, flys off.
A tight raft of coots –
hunkering close to cattails.
Twenty-five degrees.
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