despair
Carpe Diem #1249 despair
despair
among trees
leaves
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petra domina
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Carpe Diem #1249 despair
heart
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
It's amazing how brief a haiku can be and still hold much meaning. I feel you capture the image both as a viewer and from the boy's perspective. Janice (ontheland)
ReplyDeleteThank you for your very kind comment. Janice (the rock lady, aka petra domina)
DeleteI agree with Janice:)
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ReplyDeleteExcellent "free-style" haiku Janice Santoka Taneda would be happy if he could read this one.
ReplyDeleteThank you so very, very much. High praise from my master.
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