elena, kudos.
this haiku, one of few, grabs my imagination, innuendoes of a romantic sort(to me); causing me to remember (when), and even promises of things to come.
elena, however, that's my imagination at play; albeit, i, too, remember foraging (neighbors') orchards and vineyards...
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night winds, rising-
her words
match the crescendo
Vasile Moldovan (vasilemoldovan at yahoo dot com)
2006-07-13 13:10:57
In the summer moonlight
the bloody fingers
of a fair lady
elena, kudos.
this haiku, one of few, grabs my imagination, innuendoes of a romantic sort(to me); causing me to remember (when), and even promises of things to come.
elena, however, that's my imagination at play; albeit, i, too, remember foraging (neighbors') orchards and vineyards...
-
night winds, rising-
her words
match the crescendo
In the summer moonlight
the bloody fingers
of a fair lady