I am not just being ornery when I avoid common subjects for haiku or photos. Seldom do I see a common subject in a context that tickles my muse with the possibility that I might say something not already said many times, often better than I can say it anyway. On 2020-04-28, my muse giggled at the sight of a popular haiku subject displayed with a cheerful color combination that is special to me.
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Seen on Green
Swaying in light wind,
branches only seem to weep.
Pink cherry blossoms.
3 thoughts on “She Giggled”
Some things seem universally loved, even by the most ornery among us. I think maybe your muse is pleased each time the world can glimpse your humanity.
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Your poem reminded me how often it takes certain moments for me to see a familiar thing in a new light.
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