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Flower moon - Haiku and Tanka

 buddha moon

this quiet heartbreak

of losing

a father to his

ageing heart muscles


flower moon

this May breeze has no sense

of romance


secondhand moon

hoping the flowers last

one more pooja


yellowing the puja flowers thrown away at moonset


ripe yellow

among the jack-leaves

morning moon


night three

the moon and the flowers

both wilted


Published at Cafe Haiku on 14/05/2023 as part of a group writing effort for the 'Flower Moon'.

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