Clouds bundleshift and foldcotton strata Trees huddleconfidence incommunity Emotions stackone on anotherco-mingling hues Beneath layersan eternal glowsun certainty. (First published April 2021. Image my own)
As a child, I knew no limits, setting out on adventures with never a fear for how I’d find my way back home. Now, nestled in my home, I limit myself to certainties, fearful of risks. Some days, I wonder about that child, and how it would feel to wander freely, and it makes me […]
What a delightful surprise to open your post and find those brown-eyed beauties and their haiku!
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So glad, Liz.
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🙂
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VJ, I hear a Van Morrison song coming on….”ooh, my brown-eyed girl.” Keith
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Now that you mention it, I hear it, too!
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That song might have been on my mind, Keith, lol.
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Lovely comparison!
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Thank you!
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I like this, especially the last line. Thank you for posting this poem.
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Thanks Geri!
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So good: “celestial flirt”
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Thanks!
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Beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks friend!
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You’re welcome friend! 🙂
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They are rather flirty!
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Always catch my eye!
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