Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
The ripples of lifeand deathdancing with the moon~So I pictured..._m.
Hier fliegen auch jeden Abend in der Dämmerung acht Fledermäuse ganz schnell in den Sommerflieder. Dort halten sich viele Käfer, die dann im Flug gefressen werden.Fein hast du es beschrieben, lieber Magyar...herzlichst, Edith
Rachel,__Thank you for your kind comment ! The word 'Fledermause,' I see as the flying mouse... the bats, world travelers. I hope all is well Edith.__To and fro, thanks Jan. _m
Wonderful piece I must say. Well done!
Oh WOW...such a vivid picture in my mind's eye you have conjured up!Yes, I clearly see those stars darting away from their bat-predators...in fear for their lives...Really powerful stuff, Doug...absolutely brilliant!! :)
swift as swallowsthe bats the stars near and yet so far away
love this - you inspire me to try my hand at haiku.
the sky is made upof bats Escher-joined to starsthat speak beyond ears ~
so endearing and outworldly when you pen it DD
As always, a pure delight to read your writing, D. You mentioned about a kicked-out comment, but it wasn't me. No book tours in my future--though that would be neat!Hoping you and Kathy are enjoying a stellar summer!
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