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
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Very well done...perhaps a new minimalist style there in you.
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DeleteVery well done...perhaps a new minimalist style there in you.
ReplyDeleteWhen less certainly is more!
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ReplyDeleteThanks, Nicole. It is fun to pack a lot into a little.
DeleteSantoka Taneda is inspiring you. A nice free-style haiku in Santoka Taneda's style of haiku-ing.
ReplyDeleteKristjaan, thank you so much for your kind words. Janice
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