rest stop
after 90 miles of desert
the way green feels

6 Responses

  1. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    I imagined the feel of grass between my toes when I read this! Lovely, Billie. :)


  2. Kathe L. Palka Says:

    Reading your haiku Billie, I get a synesthetic feeling of refreshment. Delightful.

  3. Jeffrey Winke Says:

    I like!

  4. Anna Goluba Says:

    I asked myself – why it's always like that, why we always really appreciate something after we lost it, for a while, or even for ever? Why we can deeply appreciate "the way green feels" – whatever it means in our lives, only after we spend some time in the desert – whatever it means in our lives, as well. And the only explanation I find (for now?) is that – if everything would be continually so intense like "green" in this haiku, in our life, maybe it would be too hard, even impossible, to stand it? Maybe.

  5. polona Says:

    the (re)appearance of green must be one of the most welcome sights there is. enjoyed :-)

  6. Billie Wilson Says:

    It warms my heart to read your responses, folks. Many thanks and deep gratitude. –Billie

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