Time to Haiku 3

Flipping off mid-storm;

Promises frosted over

Til Spring consoles us.

Caspar David Friedrich, The Monk by the Sea, 1808-10

 

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Cyclone escapades

Open and close my windows,

Bringing outside in.

Francisco Goya, The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters, 1797-99

 

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Lonely sinkholes sing

Poltergeist passivity,

Loathsome and profane.

Takashi Murakami, Mr DOB, 1996

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