Evening Walk
walking at dusk
sprectral sounds from the woods
shadows jumping
ripe wheat fields
listening to the swoosh, swoosh
as rain clouds approach
waist high in weeds
short-cutting through a meadow
fighting the gnats
Dradonfly, 1975
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5 comments:
A lovely walk.
Thank you, Janet. Sorry I took so long to reply. I've been too hot to do much with my blog lately.
Adelaide
i was enjoying the walk until we got to the gnats
much love...
all the shortcuts
I used to know . . .
summer dusk
Thank you, Gillena and Bill. Like your haiku, Bill.
Adelaide
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