Twentieth Saturday, from New Orleans

Black-faced gulls swoop, call.

Muddy water curves, ripples.

Anchored boat lifts, falls.

Dragonflies hover,

Hoping to gobble insects

I scare up from grass.

Palm tree, pine, live oak,

Camellia, oleander,

Sway in river breeze.

211 HAIKU, by SJ Rozan

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