This week’s haiku

Haiku na seachtaine

Finally, a dry, sunny, if chilly, day…

Coaxed by bright sunlight,
misty tendrils curl upwards.
Like the blackbird’s song.

(10/02/17)

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Rain, more rain and the inevitable floods…

Angling duck-arrows
pierce the sky-reflecting lake.
Floods paint the fields blue.

(03/02/17)

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