Haiku #6
Music is to bear
Dissonance to the riped soul.
Harmonies hug 'stead.
Haiku #7
That chord that struck loud
Grew your heart rate and stupor.
It affects you much.
Haiku #8
The following chord
Softened the cold world anew
Your expression warmed.
Haiku #9
Her melody lifted
The crazy man's face again.
He shot her a glance.
Haiku #10
In the daze of the
Tundra, the first rain ensues.
She waves bye at last.
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