Black water
In the lake today
Smells like death
The grey noise ebbs suddenly away, Leaves me in a quaint reverie— Sporadic thoughts, assuaging ruminations hold sway— Distant companions to every Swift, slow or wild mood of mine. The madrone Hills fade surreptitiously in the eerie sunset— I get up. Moonlight. I am on my own; Quietly I vanish into the glowing shadow belt. 55 word poem
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I am fine.just busy pretending to be busy. Even pretensions cost so much time and effort.
I am leaving for Dehradun on 20th.
How are you?
Thank you.
bhai
I am good. How long will you be there? Have fun.
This line in your haiku grabs me like a chokehold "smells like death."
Nicely done
i hoped it would be
rash
welcome. thank you :)
gel
long time since i've seen you here. welcome back. a powerful image deserves powerful words. hopefully i've managed to compliment the pic.
I'll definitely be back!
andrew >> i'll be right over :)
janice >> welcome and thanks :)