time, a haiku9/5/2021  sunrise and sunset
grains of sand fall through the glass it speaks...tick, tick, tock - S. Huey
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two more haiku for writers6/9/2021 day’s writing now done
softly sang the muse to me the story’s ending golden muse she sings the resonant words of prose close now with whisky -S. Huey untitled haiku6/9/2021  we cannot be fixed
that which is whole has not lived the broken people -S. Huey an untitled haiku6/7/2021 in tattered notebook
rereading fountain pen words words not mine the muse by S. Huey The Writer's Haiku5/24/2021
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