Winter is coming A cool breeze not frozen snow in the heart of Penh
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Sunday morning rain
Hand-making a cup of coffee
The sound of its drop and drip
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Tweets haikus
@tharum in Twittersphere
of Cambodia
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Horribly hurt
beaten dogs
began to bark
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The trapped train
began to roll
waiting for nobody
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Today my son
Tom turns two
Lego as gift
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Gloomy cloud
Waiting for
A shroud of dark night
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A cup of coffee
poured to refuel
train of thought
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Sunless Saturday
Pray for peace
In the thin air
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Frenzy Friday
Feel as I may
Float through life
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Morning mist
This Thursday
Sipping tea
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Kid on the pitch
We dine in The Shop
Illuminated by light bulb
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This is my first attempt to experiment with composing this after spending an enjoyable evening with my family at a nice place, The Shop, where my son, Tom, played on the grass.
Now stunned silence
Which was once broken
In a city of two tales
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Thank goodness
it’s fabulously
a fried day
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