hay bales
in a sun-drenched field
goldenrod waving;
we pass it by knowing
tomorrow will bring changes
Kernels, # 1 April 2013
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Tanka
trees and more trees brush against my window feeling like a bird seeing what it sees when out on a limb Red Lights
8 comments:
drenched in summer, yet not stayed; your tanka is awesome
much love...
Thank you, Gillena.
Adelaide
That is a beautiful and evocative photo
gone . . .
that cloud I wished
you could see
Thank you, Bill for your comments and your lovely haiku.
Adelaide
I grew up with lots of hay bales.
This brings back wonderful memories.
Although I've seen the hay bales in the fields, I've yet to see them being formed. I've always driven by too late.
Adelaide
Beautiful photo & words, Adelaide...
Thank you, Frank.
Adelaide
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