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Haiku by Robert A Sloan Thursday, December 13, 2001 Share Print Save Become a Fan Living outside time the years flow into moments rivers dance and I grow deep.
Nothing more to say really, it's a haiku about time.
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Reviewed by Kristina Cannon (Reader)	2/5/2004

Very beautiful illustration going on there. Got any more poems? -Kristinafriend




Reviewed by Gregory Sonn	12/13/2001

Very nicely done. I thought Haiku is 5 syllables, 7, and then 5 again. Pretty though. Gregg




Reviewed by Regina Pounds	12/13/2001

Looking back, that's exactly how it seems: years flow into moments, a jewellery of beads strung together, ever faster...love the poetical touch "rivers dance and I grow deep"...well done, Robert. Gina