my snow blossom tree
was born to weep white petals,
a lonely Spring path
at moonrise knowing
you will never walk with me again,
spill of April light
fish ripple in Spring
a blue net poises overhead,
still cloud catching mind
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6 comments:
Lovely, Diane, and the perfect photograph to compliment your lines.
Thanks Michelle,
I was happy to find your blog via FB and it's lovely.
All three beautiful Diane, but # 1 is truly a masterpiece!
xox
Constance
Your haiku series is stunning in imagery. A moonrise knowing is just beautiful and I love the photo.
Poetic, Thank you for your kind words and stopping by.
The photograph and poem are paired wonderful.
Thanks for finding me on here. I'm glad we were both listed on the "Best Poetry Blogs." I look forward to visiting your site more :)
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