Treasure Island

Donal Mahoney


Pheasant Wings


A haiku

Autumn and the leaves
Are crisp in the swirling air.
Pheasant wings, everywhere

Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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