Frayed Gold

 

frayed gold long grass

stems bow in a soft summer

breeze before the blades

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Perpetuum Mobile #1 Introduction to a new feature, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Reality (a 70s Dutch funk band, apparently; never heard them before but they’re pretty groovy)  –