haiku gone northwest walk to the ocean, solitude in my footsteps, neruda whispers.
neruda in my pocket, i venture again to the northwest. haiku form abandoned, i see and smell happiness in the dense, grey fog. tenderness in the rain, i embrace a cup of coffee, tears filter the silence, the peace of waves crashing.
haiku gone northwest
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solitude in my footsteps,
neruda whispers.
neruda in my pocket,
i venture again to the northwest.
haiku form abandoned,
i see and smell happiness
in the dense,
grey fog.
tenderness in the rain,
i embrace a cup of coffee,
tears filter the silence,
the peace of waves crashing.