
I am a deep gorge,
Basking sulkingly in the
Great sound of silence.
Blast from the past:
When the troll sleeps,
The crows would demand a toll
At the bridge crossing.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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I am a deep gorge,
Basking sulkingly in the
Great sound of silence.
Blast from the past:
When the troll sleeps,
The crows would demand a toll
At the bridge crossing.