Six Haiku

All the white horses
dancing deftly on the lawn
make my blue eyes cry.
Wounded soul falters
on the way to healing past.
Must recuperate.
Rain splashes pavement
I am caught in it again...
wet, shivering bones.
My sore eyes see red
and sometimes white flashing spots.
Laser aftermath.
All is white outside--
snow sprinkled with fine sieve.
Pull the covers up.
The vast world out there
beacons me from computer:
"See me for yourself."

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