Affection Haiku

kiss of the sunlight

the rose bushes turn scarlet

nature’s affection

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nature’s affection

birds lunging to horizon

gentle blowing wind

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And inspired from Kristjaan’s love haiku,

shadows of the night

hands held under the black cloak

hiding affection

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a love is lovely

let it fly high with free wings

accept affection

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courtesy of google images

* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 238.

And that is when my dream breaks…

The cackling of the birds

the sound of the church bell

the whoosh of the lightly blowing wind

the drop of the drizzle like snow

the faint laughter coming from across the road

while I am sitting here

watching through an old tainted window

sipping on a cup of hot tea

a faint smile appears on my face

and that is when my dream breaks.