lamplight inside a living room window so many stories
—Bob Moyer
Issue 19.2 | 27 December 2019
Whew. . . What a picture you conjured up in me. Thanks. Looking to my parent's window, Always the welcoming light Calling me home.
This haiku places me on a walk through the neighborhood; warm light from windows, folks in conversations, some carrying burdens others maybe finding the right space to lay a burden down. Thank you for this lovely haiku.
loneliness… along the moonlit hollow whippoorwill’s song
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December 27th, 2019 at 6:47 pm
Whew. . . What a picture you conjured up in me. Thanks.
Looking to my parent's window,
Always the welcoming light
Calling me home.
December 27th, 2019 at 8:00 pm
This haiku places me on a walk through the neighborhood; warm light from windows, folks in conversations, some carrying burdens others maybe finding the right space to lay a burden down. Thank you for this lovely haiku.
December 28th, 2019 at 2:51 pm
loneliness…
along the moonlit hollow
whippoorwill’s song