__A picnic lunch at Windmill Point as we watched the changing tides converge in Hull Gut, and those... sleepy gulls. Tides and gulls act the same during any season; no kigo.
clashing tides
they churn in envious jousts
sleepy gulls
clashing tides
they churn in envious jousts
sleepy gulls
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wings over, eyes stab down
soon as you leave your towel
sharp beaks descend
nice to have a constant in life. Glad you are enjoying some sunny days.
Sounds like a dreamy time ;-)
Sounds like a time of reflection and serenity...
oh makes me want to drive to the coast today (but traffic issues keep me home and grounded). Love your haiku.
Love it:)
Have a great weekend!
gulls are lazy and peaceful
and do not care to compete
in an unending battle for supremacy~
very cool haiku, _m!
Jan
Oh how I love the way you conjure up that wonderful sense of serenity!
You have taken me there too, Doug.
I am vividly seeing those clashing tides...hearing the mournful call of the sleepy gulls...aah...sheer paradise! :))
Oh how wonderful your haiku is! It conveys beauty and peace.
they're only pretending to be sleepy, really they're totally alert!
Wonderful haiku.
Welcome Lisa, and you as well the -Unapologetic Dreamer_!
__Friends... I truly thank you all, your visits and kind comments are deeply appreciated_ _m
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