Crimson Ballerinas

Haiku

By Jean CramerPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Mike Bethard

Crimson leaves swirling

Lithe ballerinas dancing

On the autumn breeze.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Jean Cramer

Poet originally from NYC now living in Napa Valley, CA, enjoying the bonus rounds the Universe has bestowed upon me and trying to live my best life each and every day.

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About the Creator

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