(Each themed 3-lined haiku is a poem in itself)
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Hoot owl forest call
Softly heard on a work night
First time this season
–J.E.C.
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Late night return home
Keeps the car interior cool
From jumping guide rails
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Highway hawks on perch
Snow hides squeaking a la cart
Slim pickings in road kill
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His practice at night
To listen for the night sounds
Has enriched for years
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See your own vapor
Steam from the depths of our souls
Remembering time
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–Jonathan Caswell