imagine this
Carpe Diem #1136 Imagine this ...
spring rains
the smells of the earth
plowed fields
the valley perfumes
rising from below
© petra domina
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spring rains
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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
I love the way you've captured the scents of the mountains in your tanka. :)
ReplyDeleteTrying to recall some things.
DeleteHere's the true fragrance of spring in mountain !
ReplyDeleteAs I remember it!
DeleteLove the last two lines!
ReplyDeleteNice description
ReplyDeleteThanks, Hamish.
Deleteso fresh and beautiful, lovely Janice!
ReplyDeleteI thought of the beautiful western Canadian mountains and the Grand Tetons!
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