Breathless

Quadru-Haiku: Air

By M.J. CarlockPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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Rushing wind tickles,

My nose twitches with laughter;

The swing climbs higher.

nature poetry inspirational

About the Creator

M.J. Carlock

I find that words are powerful; regardless of their form, they carry influence over our lives, and we must wield their power with both wisdom and heart.

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