Friday, April 20, 2012

April Wheat Haiku

 
Restless April wheat 
Tosses  its thin blond tresses
In the furious wind









Stretches and surrounds,
Like curious, creeping carpet,
Crowding the village
Behold the castle!
Silent, swaying heads affirm
Their destination

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4 comments:

  1. CarinaApril 21, 2012 at 6:57 AM

    I miss the wheat.

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  2. Old EggApril 21, 2012 at 7:41 PM

    I am sure the castle will be glad to receive them so long as they are not genetically modified.

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  3. aftergraceApril 23, 2012 at 9:06 AM

    Beautiful! You live in such a grand place. I can almost hear the wheat rustling in wind.

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  4. TeriJuly 10, 2015 at 2:37 AM

    Very nice! Thanks --

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