Caveat: Poem #1208 Jared Way 2019-11-21, 06:22 A Daily Poem / Haikuish Objects / My Poetry & Fiction There is morning fog. Crows cross streets and discuss things. Cars drift, secretive. – a pseudo-haiku Previous PostCaveat: Tree #322 Next PostCaveat: Tree #323 Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment.