Wind

24 Mar 2017 3 Comments

by jeannepoland in Poetry, wind Tags: , , , , , ,

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my photo of my hill between the Berkshires and the Catskills on the Hudson River

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wind whistles, whispers,

whinnies, on the hill: kisses

seeds to make them spring!

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. jeannepoland
    Mar 24, 2017 @ 09:35:15

    Try the 3 related posts above.

    Reply

  2. joyacey
    Mar 24, 2017 @ 18:30:54

    The photo is gorgeous. Your haiku is the best one I’ve read of yours. I really, really like the idea of seeds kissed open to spring.

    Reply

  3. jeannepoland
    Mar 25, 2017 @ 08:43:04

    Joy, your comment graces my site; and i love the olive green and white avatar.

    Reply

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