Darting and dancing,
into the wind in the skies,
wild August whispers.
Linking with Haiku Horizons: wind
into the wind in the skies,
wild August whispers.
Linking with Haiku Horizons: wind
The road home
Home is not a place remembered, but a feeling renewed—the hills, the rain, and a quiet welcome waiting before you arrive. Hamlet - misty val...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
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“ Chubby cheeks, dimple chin, Rosy lips, teeth within, Curly hair, very fair, Eyes are blue, lovely too. Daddy’s pet, is that you? ” ...
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DeleteThis is a very nice haiku and I enjoyed it very much! It has been a wild summer period here in the Bay Area with so much wind!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Bekkie. I am glad you can relate
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