Haiku 770
three deer in shadow
blurred ghosts going home at dawn
footsteps burn the frost
11/29/19
Haiku 771
tired puffy-faced clouds
float in the third floor windows
on the stained curtains
8/26/19
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I like these–such vivid images.
Thank you. Both of them are things I saw. The kind of sight that seems to stand out to you, even though when you think about it, you don’t know why.
I absolutely love the first poem. It is evocative and I have a clear visual in my mind’s eye of deer silhouetted in dusky mist, all in shades of slightly mauve-grey.
We have so many deer in our yard, and I do not like them because they eat every plant I ever want to grow, and many bushes. But every so often a scene comes along as the one I described, and I see them differently.