November gale . . .
an invisible hand
combs the grass
.
.
November . . .
all that has withered
flies away
.
.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #8: Janice’s latest haiku for my current #haikai challenge!
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Thank you, Frank 🙂
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Fabulous Imagery 😎👏
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Thank you 🙂
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I love this. I imagine a thin claw like set of fingers and tousled tangled hair.
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The wind changes the landscape instantly it seems. (K)
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Yes the wind does transform landscape 🙂
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Both haiku are so Autumn sensory and windy as well.
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Thank you, Denis. First snowfall here today.
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A lovely letting go poem! ❤
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Thank you 🙂 … messages are there in nature.
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I especially enjoy the second haiku.
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