__Kelly M., I thank you for the 'woodsmoke' post; it brought me back to pond side, where the summer sunsets often introduce the moon.
woodsmoke
sunset points to the moonrise
this spire
- 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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I can smell that in the chilly air. I am trasported to another time and place. Thank you for that.
I love the smell of woodsmoke on a cold night. Beautiful, Magyar.
Smell of woodsmoke in cold winter air is what I love about spending winter weekend in the mountains!
Your haiku is lika a memory:)
another good one M
john
sometimes I have no words to express my feelings, this is one of these times, wow Doug
An excellent haiku, Magyar. Lovit...
You can't get much better than that! Just wonderful.
oh this captures the most perfect evening this month,
that surprising moon!
Di
This woodsmoke spire
A bridge between two realms
In the middle a poet.
appealing to layers of senses
much love
gillena
Szia, Judie... woodsmoke carried on the breeze... lovit!
Joo... so glad you relate to my scribblings!
Lorraine... Ahh, you always find the right words!
Sandy, I can only -hope- to get better.
John, old friend, I thank you!
Frank... I'm glad you like this 'smokey-ku!'
K... something so soothing and warming about a campfire !
Diane, thanks, 'tis always a good time, and I thank you for your comment!
BB, you always refer to me as a... poet, I never do. My view? "I've not reached that status."
-I'm sincerly thankful!-
Gillena... to someone that writes with -such- appeal to the senses, your comment is an honor!
Thank you all! _m
I am really very glad to go through this beautiful and highly picturesque haiku of yours.
It's not so easy (for every Jack & Peter) to express what he wishes to in the smallest literary genre like haiku...but you have done it easily. That shows your poetic talent.
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