Saturday, July 22, 2017

A Summer Haiku


Summer keeps secrets
            of whispers on warm breezes 
…Winter cannot know.

Poem & Image by McGuffy Ann Morris
Haiku #337

7 comments:

  1. Every season is like a private time the others don't invade.

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    1. I believe they each hold their secrets. Summer can never know the iciness of Winter. I believe there is a lot to this. I wrote a poem in this vein on Winter; it is on my poetry page. Hugs, Mimi.

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  2. Annie, I wish winter would come. We are burning up here. The haiku is beautiful as is your flower. Sending lots of hugs, prayers and love, Janet

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  3. Gorgeous, even as I continue wiping tears away after reading about Velvet. ~shakes head~ Thank you for sharing your talents.

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  4. And how perfect that you have an image of a hosta, which goes dormant during the winter. :)

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