21. Walking Along The Seashore (Haiku)
Picking up pebbles
Or seashells strewn on soft sand
Pure relaxation.
Picking up pebbles
Or seashells strewn on soft sand
Pure relaxation.
So beautiful! So Enchanting! LOVE the Imagery!
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Your eyes are fire.
Their image burnt into my soul,
Scarred by beauty.
My best friend Wendy wrote a poem about our mutual friend, Lyndon, who died on September 25th 3 years ago. So sadly 1 year later, Wendy, my dearest and best friend, committed suicide. I have...
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A swish of tail fins
Silver scales shining brightly
Down into the dark
A misty morning -
Pumpkins in the air, while boots
Crunch on autumn leaves.
Melancholy moods,
shiny jazz and rainy blues.
April sings her tunes!
Crescent of colours
Arching high above our heads.
Sunshine brings us hope.
Love is nature's threads
embroidered in children, stitch
by stitch by a mother.
Fuzzy blushy skin
Bursting sweetness, hidden seed
Succulent nectar
This describes a high quality ripe peach exactly, and the deliciousness of a really sweet, succulent taste explosion, and the rapture of it all !
Cream, smooth as velvet
A taste, sweet as your first love
Cold and refreshing
Sun-kissed berry drinks,
And forever twilight skies,
Summer drowns in pinks.
The pitter patter
Sound of the heavenly rain
Raises novel hope
Swaying leaves on trees,
warmer air, blooming flowers,
spring's finally here.
Your first line has 6 syllables, not 5.