showers then
old gold lays on the hedgerows
the mist’s thin pockets
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Universal Jane #9 Naked Rock (AHA-poetry 2013), 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 Les “Them” –
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Thanks, Janice. It’s nice that you read it even once 🙂
“the mist’s thin pockets” trying to imagine – so lovely!
It’s strange how a misty and ‘dreary’ December day can still be lovely if you’re in the mood to take a stroll..
Nice one Blake, good to see you again.
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