small magnolia
shadows roll from each raindrop
a necklace’s beads
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1075 beads (in honor of Jane), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Ryan Adams –
IN MEMORY EVERYTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN TO MUSIC -Tennessee Williams
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Wow Blake this is a real beauty one of your best for sure. THANK you sharing it with us.
Thanks, Chèvrefeuille. It was soothing and quite beautiful to watch the shadows of raindrops on the window rolling across the wall a few days ago – an impromptu art installation 🙂