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Haiku Series - Four

mr ghost moon
he smirks at my reflectionΒ 
through a small windowΒ 

sleeping winterΒ 
spring dreams of summer
until fall awakensΒ 

waters rise
and loud screamsΒ flood
the valley

dancing in the woods
every leaf falls, red for today,
empty tomorrowΒ 
Β 

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Popop Rifici

But a seed falls
and there is a tomorrow

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K.G. Munro

Not if no one is there to see it. The people dancing are symbolised through the red leaves, once they have all fallen. It means that everyone has left. So by the next day there are no leaves nor dancers just an empty tree.

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Yiyan Han

The people dancing are symbolised through the red leaves...

Thanks. I didn't know this "hidden" meaning :)

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K.G. Munro

Welcome, I like putting hidden symbolism in sometimes, to encourage people to think deeply and not just take things at face value.

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Rory McGinlay

I don't agree meaning is hidden. It takes perspective and intuition. I love the poems that deserve good analysis!

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Rory McGinlay

This is profound, even haunting. Very satisfying.Β 

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Yiyan Han

Thought that ghost moon would be a miss ;)

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K.G. Munro

It never misses when I'm around ;)

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Yiyan Han

Most poets would describe Moon as a female
Yet you think it's male
This is unusual
Β 

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K.G. Munro

To me, ( before NASA ruined it), the face that you could see on the moon looked maleΒ 

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Rory McGinlay

Love that you have a prepared answer for this, the nuance in brackets made me giggle.

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