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A Drop fell on the Apple Tree –
Another – on the Roof –
A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves –
And made the Gables laugh –

A few went out to help the Brook
That went to help the Sea –
Myself Conjectured were they Pearls –
What Necklaces could be –

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads –
The Birds jocoser sung –
The Sunshine threw his Hat away –
The Bushes – spangles flung –

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes –
And bathed them in the Glee –
Then Orient showed a single Flag,
And signed the Fete away –

The well was dry beside the door,
…And so we went with pail and can
Across the fields behind the house
…To seek the brook if still it ran;

Not loth to have excuse to go,
…Because the autumn eve was fair
(Though chill), because the fields were ours
…And by the brook our woods were there.

We ran as if to meet the moon
…That slowly dawned behind the trees,
The barren boughs without the leaves,
…Without the birds, without the breeze.

But once within the wood, we paused
…Like gnomes that hid us from the moon,
Ready to run to hiding new
…With laughter when she found us soon.

Each laid on other a staying hand
…To listen ere we dared to look,
And in the hush we joined to make
…We heard, we knew we heard the brook,

A note as from a single place,
…A slender tinkling fall that made
Now drops that floated on the pool
…Like pearls and now a silver blade.

Finished And Framed

Dew drops strung;
Little perfect pearls
Kissed by light.

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But hidden,
The spider jeweler.
Artisan.

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.

See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/
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