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race of raindrops
down my window pane
stroked by breeze
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lost between sand dunes
longing for a crisp breeze
sea of memories
* * *
* * *
race of raindrops
down my window pane
stroked by breeze
* * *
lost between sand dunes
longing for a crisp breeze
sea of memories
* * *
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Haiku inspired (mostly) by my walks in and around Eastbourne
No.. no .. summer cannot have rain yet.. 🙂
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😀 I would say “anymore” instead of “yet”… but true!
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The breeze seems to carry memories and dreams today. Warm beauty
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Both are wonderful ~ love the ‘stroked by breeze’ ~ can feel the lovely stroke ~ xoxo
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The breeze seems light but still sometimes becomes heavy with memories..
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lost between sand dunes
longing for a crisp breeze
sea of memories
What a wonderfully composed haiku this is Ese … very strong in it’s words and scenery … but it also gives me a feeling of sadness, longing back to times past … thank you for sharing.
memories lane
walking through the place I was born –
feeling the breeze
Just an Impromptu haiku 🙂
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Thank you, Kristjaan – not only for the beautiful and inspiring words but also for another of your masterpieces in a form of haiku!
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Thank you Ese for these kind words. They make me blush …
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‘Race of raindrops’….how beautiful!
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The lost ones always long for something, don’t they? 😉
No Breeze This Morning
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