Tues 30/06/20 Roman Blueness

They are drilling down,
To find that well hidden gold,
I know where it lays/

The river runs close,
To an old oak tree at the bend,
In the Roman road.

The grass is greener,
Maybe it is the water.
Or the sky’s blueness.

Author: Pontvert

I am just having some fun and exploring my creative side and also disciplining myself to do something every day. I like a challenge, and if you have a haiku project for me please let me know, igl @haikubook.co.uk

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