hid in tall rushes
two or three hatchlings crying
the rasp of the breeze
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #3 classical haiku, 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 Queens of the Stone Age –
Ash, I can see and hear this:) Nice.
That’s good to hear since it was written from life, so I’m glad I was able to capture the scene a bit. Thanks, Jazzy 🙂
Well, it came across as such:)
Pat
Beautiful.
I do like exploring around the lake during lunchtimes – such a wealth of incidents and scenes 🙂