Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]
Oh your photo is pretty and delicate. 😀
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And here I thought you had been drinking. 😉 Beautiful haiku, V.J.
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Hahaha – oh those days are long past, Dorinda.
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Yes, I hear ya! Now it’s just iced tea without Long Island in it lol
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