By the Flying Fox

 

by the flying fox

I felt her kisses brushed off

the first spring wind

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This poem was written in response to April 1, 2018, another great prompt at Seeds and Sand. The prompt and poems can be read here. Here’s the Flying Fox, looking quaint and English –

flying fox

And, to finish, here’s Rory Gallagher –

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Empty of Wishing

 

empty of wishing

take a ride on the wind’s horse

first flake of snow

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1363 Taklamakan Desert (the “Sea of Death”) (Northern route), 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 The Fall –

The Wind Looks Happiest

 

the wind looks happiest

in a blue flapping flag

– mid-winter

 

“I’m staying alone at Christmas,”

said the old cashier

 

in the singing tree

starlings outnumber the dead leaves

– mid-winter

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Seven Days Before Christmas 2017 #7 Christmas stress (meditation), 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 BB King –