357/365 - 361/365 || repost of 5 lost haiku

05.08.11
darting in milkweed,
ghost of my brother returns
as a hummingbird
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05.09.11
Directly overhead,
the moon half opens itself,
an unfinished poem—
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05.10.11
The blank page swallows
me completely. Nothing left.
Not even a word.
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05.11.11
Again. No ideas.
Yet the night still circles low.
Ink across paper.
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05.12.11
After the storming—
fresh shoots of honey suckle
coil around the hours.