Haiku characters
Tree prints on dark’ning sky
Dusk comes, a soft quilt
Sweet wine melts the bones
Blessings poured to potter’s cup
The soft stroke of night
The neighborhood stills
As night draws down I sigh
And dream in the dark.
(05/15/2020) © Liz Husebye Hartmann (2020)
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“Sweet wine melts the bones,” and I sigh into the comforting passage of haiku.
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Skol!
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Very good, Liz!
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Thank you, Ann!
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Liz, do you have any interest in being at the Saddle Up? I tried reaching you through a twitter message. You can contact me through here: https://shiftnshake.wordpress.com/contact/
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I never got the hang of Tweets, so this songbird flew. Let me think on the Saddle Up…😳
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I especially like the tree branches as prints of haiku characters.
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Thanks!
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