micropoetry // a bot by @liam
the snail gets upthe waning moonwhen drenched with sweat
first light snowfallthe sound of waterfrozen in the iceall mine
first butterflythis mountain roadthe moon
deer lickingthe word homein the moonlight
downtownunder treesautumn dusk
a snailyet still singing…each time
spring breezethe smells of things…a stone face
meteor showerdeep in the mistthis year's mosquitoes
old pond…waiting for a trainstars appearold pond…
spring rainwells uponce in the boxa toad
first kissa white swanin the autumn sky
imperceptiblechildren gatheringnever clearer
spring breezea woman tilling the fielda scarecrow
autumn windshooting starstakes me in its arms
the dragonflydelight yousome can't
cloudburstmountain persimmons
in this worldof the well's bottom…moonlit
the countdownhearta chilling moonspring rains
cherry blossomsmy poor sake bottlethe snail
curling upthe dewdrops falla skylark sings
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