The fragrance of rain,
With the promise of new life,
Is born on a breeze.
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Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge #101
Full disclosure... I'm really not totally happy with this one. There just feels like something is off and I can't figure out what it is. Ugh...
White blossoms in bloom,
As the sweet smell of springtime
Floats on a soft breeze.
Alia danced in the grove to the music of the trees.
Her heart sang a song that hung along the breeze.
She tilted and she twirled, she leapt and she laughed
She spun around in pirouettes, flattening all the grass.
The sun smiled warmly down, watching as she danced Continue reading The Dancing Dryad…
The rain has fallen
The streets glossed with a sweet sheen Continue reading The Rain Has Fallen…
There’s something about
Trees that have lost all their leaves
That is quite lovely.
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On a clear night sky
Lost in the starry expanse Continue reading Clear Night Sky…
How cool would it be
To reach up and grab a cloud?
Heaven in your hand.
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Originally written on Dec 10, 2009
A Flash of Fiction... 