The Shapes Of Breeze

Warm breeze; the neighbor tosses back the fallen apple.
Fragrant breeze; father takes me into his childhood mind.
Dawn breeze; the scent of green in the spring rain.
Sea breeze; the rising of rainfall  into monsoon.
Bright breeze; grandpa takes me into his kiting day.

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About Ramesh Anand

Ramesh Anand authored Newborn Smiles, a book of haiku poetry published by Cyberwit.Net Press. His haiku has appeared in many publications, across 11 countries, including Bottle Rockets Press, ACORN, Magnapoets, The Heron's Nest, Simply Haiku and Frogpond. His Haiku has been translated in German, Serbian, Japanese, Croatian and Tamil. His short verses have been honored by Muse India, Voicesnet and Boloji. He has been nominated and shortlisted for Muse India's young writer award for 2012. he blogs at http://ramesh-inflame.blogspot.com

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