the river flows
Carpe Diem Special #209 "ripple in the lake" by Joyce Lorenson
the river flows
along the city's shoreline
caressing her lights
© petra domina
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Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
Now that is a gorgeous haiku, with subtle sensuality.
ReplyDeleteHamish, thanks for the high praise.
DeleteOh lala...funny I read "caressing her thighs" at first :D
ReplyDeleteNothing like a little dyslexia for some fun!
DeleteIt almost looks like the light is dancing on the water.
DeleteI love that!
ReplyDeleteI loved the lights reflecting on the rivers!
DeleteBeautiful and in a way sensual ...
ReplyDeleteit is just what came to my mind remembering the beautiful lights on the Danube.
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