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Tag Archives: haiku
Support #midnighthaiku
The bones of the earth Welcome the embrace of life Knowing its beauty
Wings by Ritu #writephoto
Birds fly overhead Unrest is shown in the air Echoing my life Source: Wings #writephoto
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Nests #midnighthaiku
The ego acquires Lining its nest with tinsel Magpie of the mind * Invisible wealth In silent simplicity The heart shares its home
Girl-talk #midnighthaiku
An age-old pastime Chewing the cud with the girls I’ve no beef with that 😉
Dispute #midnighthaiku
There was an almighty screeching outside… unmistakeably a kite… so I grabbed the camera. Several crows were mobbing the bird of prey on the wing. There are a number of reasons why they may do so…territorial or feeding disputes or … Continue reading
Empty
Vacant possession Awaiting experience To bring it to life Memories linger A child’s remembered laughter And echoing ghosts A place for lovers Eyes closed in a final kiss Recalling the first An empty canvas Worn by life and scarred with … Continue reading
