Lost in a Neon Sky

A haiku Bouquet

Chris Noonan

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Taken by the author while strolling around Copenhagen, contemplating life, and wondering where his hotel was (far away and trapped behind six lanes of traffic).

Crashing electric
Over waves of neon blue~
Days torn asunder.

On foot matching stride
Shadows slide and lengthen
Night falls unnoticed.

In time’s heavy tread
Ripples break the puddle’s edge~
Life’s tide ebbs and flows.

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