The wind sends messages
The wind sends messages through pine wood doors, around skyscrapers and street lights. Through the matrix of the suburbs, over the mountains, across the pastures, sown fields, and vineyards; repeating her message to the sea.
I heard one night as the wind passed through, that the moon is made of cheese. I smiled and snickered when suddenly my hat blew off my head, hearing very distinctly “oh pull-eeez”.
Winds play limbs at night
Moon dances in their shadows
Winter snow smiles
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KB
February 5, 2019 at 10:51 pm
Nicely done
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sanaarizvi
February 5, 2019 at 1:51 pm
Love this! ❤️ You always touch my heart with your words and make me smile 😀
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Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
February 4, 2019 at 4:48 pm
What a night party, strumming on those limbs.
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Whitesnake
February 4, 2019 at 2:25 pm
Wind in the Willows
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Magaly Guerrero
February 4, 2019 at 10:49 am
Oh, how I love the thought of this playful wind… that births smiles. 🙂
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Vivian Zems
February 3, 2019 at 9:51 pm
Lovely light humour and a great haiku!
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Mary
February 3, 2019 at 5:57 pm
Winter snow smiling – I really like that image!
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Truedessa
February 3, 2019 at 5:47 pm
A witty piece of writing ZQ
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Maureen Sudlow
February 3, 2019 at 5:05 pm
gave me a smile
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Vicki
February 3, 2019 at 4:43 pm
I like the idea that the wind sends messages.
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magicalmysticalteacher
February 3, 2019 at 1:20 pm
I love your winter night walk. Thanks for taking me along!
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
February 3, 2019 at 11:40 am
Oh … so maybe it’s cheese after all…
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Myrna Rosa
February 3, 2019 at 11:38 am
Would I love the moon more if it were made of cheese? “Oh pull-eeez”
Love this. Made me smile.
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Laura Bloomsbury
February 3, 2019 at 11:18 am
the humour is mirrored so well with the last line of the haiku
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Sherry Marr
February 3, 2019 at 10:36 am
I smiled, too, at the “oh pull-eeez”. Always wonderful to read you, my friend.
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