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Stones wake to moonlight
Forgotten lives whispering
Long silence broken
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Beautiful! 😊
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Thanks, Beckie.
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Lovely haiku, Sue. I see many things in this painting, is it yours, Sue?
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Thanks, Hélène. Yes, it’s an old one of mine.
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WOWwwwwww, Sue….I could hear the stones, and even smell the air… You have such a gift for writing short little lines filled with powerful imagery.
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Thank you, Ennle. I love the ancient stones and wanted, as with the painting, to try and show something of their mystery.
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Lovely.
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Night does change things. Beautiful painting Sue. (K)
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It does… a time when dreams walk. Thanks, Kerfe.
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This is beautiful 💜
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Thanks, Willow ❤
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Another beautiful haiku, and such a beautiful painting. I’ve never seen anything like this, and what a great concept. Well done for both. 🙂
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Thanks, Ali 🙂
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Stellar image Sue! ❤
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Thanks, Debby ❤
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You’re magnificent!!! … both with words and paint. 😀
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*blushes* 🙂
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