* * *
pilgrimaging
across the moonlight bridge
illusory shores
* * *
intangible ripples
endeavour to drown the moon
on my knees again
* * *
* * *
pilgrimaging
across the moonlight bridge
illusory shores
* * *
intangible ripples
endeavour to drown the moon
on my knees again
* * *
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Haiku inspired (mostly) by my walks in and around Eastbourne
Ese' s Voice 
Beautiful imagery!
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That second segment is quite vivid and evocative.
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Just when I was about to comment on your lovely haiku, I am floored by your Voltaire reference. Well done and thank you for sharing.
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Ese – the distilled beauty and feelings in your haiku leave me without words.
“When the moon rises, the water does not wait to receive its image. And when even the tiniest drop of water is poured out, the moon does not wait to cast its reflection.”
― Alan Watts
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Beautiful set!
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May as well howl at the moon as try to drown it 🙂
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i love the image in the first and mystery in the second
Cheers!
JzB
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