She told him and he told me
My truth was not yours
Time displaces truth
Tumbling down the rabbit hole
I am far too late
Moments shine, brilliant
Teams play well together, share
dandelion dust
I asked for a few minutes of his time to help me capture the idea of miscommunication and the potential of teamwork in haiku...and he asks back
In your voice? And do you mean like the telephone game?Moments later I am rewarded as I have been so many time with word touch. I can not claim to be a poet but I did birth one. Blessings.
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