365 Haiku Challenge: Week 41

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283.

Push the needles in,

the ink falls into its place,

just tattoo my heart.

284.

The ink in my pen,

pierces the blankest paper,

It makes it my own.

285.

And the wings flutter,

and try to fly and not fall,

the weight is too much.

286.

The cinema reels,

keep rolling and keep playing,

movies on the screen.

287.

The flowers shrivel,

In the frost and frozen cold,

they wil rise back up.

288.

Bird bath is empty,

the birds all hide in their nests,

come back next season.

289.

The rain turns to snow,

and the puddles turn to ice,

The street is a rink.

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