Peculiar Clouds

a haiku

By M. LeePublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

long lines like fingers

raking against a chalkboard

peculiar clouds hang

* * *

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MFA Creative Writing+BA English! INFP. Published author, poet, lyricist. Dreamer, creator, artist, teller of tales, lover of words, singer of songs, reveler of life

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