Snowfall (Haiku 3-5-3) Posted on March 4, 2015 by cmrsyk1985 Standard By Christopher Rupley Winter’s lips kiss the frost-ridden hills outside Advertisements Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Instagram (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Thank you. It came to me as I was talking to myself on my 45 minute drive home from work…whoever said long drives were worthless, was full of it! Haha… LikeLiked by 1 person
Hey, I can write haiku in my head while I’m waiting to cross the highway, walking home from Safeway. Poets make use of every minute, in any venue. LikeLiked by 1 person
i just spent sometime going over your poetry, there is some wonderful written work here! LikeLiked by 1 person
Oooh, that’s lovely!
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Thank you. It came to me as I was talking to myself on my 45 minute drive home from work…whoever said long drives were worthless, was full of it! Haha…
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Hey, I can write haiku in my head while I’m waiting to cross the highway, walking home from Safeway. Poets make use of every minute, in any venue.
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As they/we should…
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It’s my defense if anybody accuses me of “wasting time”–hah!!
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I’d like to see ’em try!!! Haha
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Yeah, “grace” would probably go out the window as I smacked ’em a good one.
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2nd time around–I do love this.
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i just spent sometime going over your poetry, there is some wonderful written work here!
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Thank you so much! I feel flattered and honored…Don’t be a stranger
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