Cold slides down the hills... not exactly warm here today!
cold spills
across this warmed pond
new fog
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
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Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
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Nature's constant change is wonderful - a delightful image Magyar...
Fog is a fascination to me,
but, it sometimes happens in my brain...and then!! :)
Good one, Magyar
wishes,
devika
the magic of fog comes in many form, I like this very much :)
ah you treat us to quite a weathery one today!
Seems we both have fog on our minds! I really like the image of the fog spilling in with the cold air!
Always there is change... A wonderful image you present us Magyar.
Oh, isn't it an industrial motivated verse? To me it sounds like a scene near by a power station. Remarkable, _m.
Best wishes
Ralf
I love this.. I live close to a creek and see fog often, very nicely put :)
A delightful haibun...
"spills" as both noun and verb, a fluidity that suggests the fog.
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