Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
Driving home at sunset
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
a haiku a day
keeps obtuseness away
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
a haiku a day 
good haiku for nature
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This is absolutely beautiful! You are so gifted.
Bonnie
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This is fantastic. So visual. I love the way you’ve managed to carry the paper idea throughout without it becoming overbearing. One of my favourites of yours!
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