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Spring is in the air
Flowers are blooming sky high
Children are laughing

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Light of the moon

Moves west, flowers' shadows

Creep eastward.

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Ethan  McClain

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A moment of peace.
Fog moves into the clearing
with a moist sigh.

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Author-Unkown

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In a Station of the Metro, By Ezra Pound

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In a Station of the Metro, By Ezra Pound

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The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.

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I walk across sand

And find myself blistering

In the hot, hot heat

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Author - Savannah Jade
"A Haiku about getting out of bed"
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no

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By: Samuel Anderson
Glimmering stars shine.
Brightly they guide us nightly.
Oh, how great they are.

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By: Brianna Johnson

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how much can I fit
Into a haiku format?
Oh no i'm out of.

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By: Donna Brock

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Haikus are easy,
but sometimes they don't make sense,
refrigerator

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By: Just Patty

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Closest to artist: Pinterest

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Five syllables here
Seven more syllables there
Are you happy now

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Not enough time
to make everything perfect
But better will do

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By: Rolf Nelson

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Authour unknown

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Sand scatters the beach
Waves crash on the sandy shore
Blue water shimmers
By: Kaitlyn Guenther

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Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
referigerator

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Unknown Author

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Roaring and growling
Teeth thrashing and ice cracking
White and fluffy feet

By room 16

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Big buses roll in
Roomy and magnificent!
Ours is so small. Wug.

-Sara from Tom Angelburger's "Emperor Pickletine Rides The Bus"