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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

August moon haiku

Full moon wrapped in clouds
Tangled, strangled as my heart;
whispers remember.
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7 comments:

stuart said...

it's been so long (it seems) since you've posted one of your lovely short poems ... this one is so perfectly evocative, and well worth the wait. Mysterious, reflective, implicit ... the moon DOES whisper sometimes, doesn't it? Thank you.

Oddyoddyo13 said...

The second line was particularly poignant. Bravo. :)

Anthony Duce said...

Wonderful imagery. So much is said here about the moon’s effect on us.

Marjolaine Hébert said...

Thank you all once again for your words!! They are Always appreciated.

Kaleidoscope Girl said...

This poems words linger in the air... wonderful.
I am definately following you.
x

Margie said...

Hi. I just stumbled upon your blog and this made me yearn for a place outside the city where I could try and count the stars.

Marjolaine Hébert said...

Thank you, and welcome! I'm glad you enjoyed ..