The bows of boughs, spilled out that rain_.
__ Lately, so much rain here; this post, just moments ago, was an old scribble in one of my notebooks. Memories. _m
their trumpets fill with rain
soft bows
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
5 comments:
its hot hot hot here we did have an April tease lestweek though not enough to call itrain
writers block
much love...
Lieber Magyar, Gott sei Dank, heute Nacht regnete es auch bei uns und dies war so nötig.
Dein Haiku zeigt wunderbare Bilder, danke dafür.
Dir und deiner Kathy ein feines Wochenende
von Herzen, Rachel
poor daffodils. Mine are rather soggy after all the rain.
daffodils
bending in heavy rain
my aging back
Adelaide
so beautiful - ...we have a beautiful daffodil commemoration garden in a town next to ours "Twin Peaks". The man planted the garden years and years ago when his wife had cancer and continued to plant it - it is now a well known stop when one comes up to the mountains. It is in full bloom right now and so beautiful.
I like the word trumpets in this haiku very much!
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