North Saskatchewan
A Blue Haiku
By D. J. ReddallPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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The river speaks blue
Navy nouns and Venice verbs
It demands justice
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Beautiful, well done.