shabby clouds
light lingers over tree tops
we never know
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we never know
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Haiku inspired (mostly) by my walks in and around Eastbourne
Ese' s Voice 
as the gods paint the skies…
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Absolutely. In such a fabulous way!
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“we never know”. I like it. It is implied that there is something else to the thought but it doesn’t need to be stated because it is implied. And I like that there is no punctuation or caps. It fits the theme that there is more. It is like an iceberg in the Arctic; you only see a little ice above the water but it is supported by a massive structure that is hidden. Nice work.
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Thank you, Andy. I am still learning about all the “laws” of haiku but much more it is writing the way thoughts/words form in my mind. In their own way. That last line does make sense to me indeed as well as leave it open to everyone’ s own imagination.
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beautiful! both the photo and the haiku.
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Thank you. Must admit I do like them, too. 🙂
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beautiful haiku. and i really like that purple skies.
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Thank you. Yes, fortunately managed to be in the right moment out to capture the tones.
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I love haiku too… lyrical… 😉
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They are indeed. Here there… 🙂
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Amazing beautiful sky!
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I am happy I had the chance to capture it, thank you.
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