garden party
an evening breeze combs
the willow
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Sondra J. Byrnes
Sondra J. Byrnes, relatively new to writing poetry, writes haiku, senryu, and tanka. Her poetry has been published in Frogpond, Prune Juice, tinywords, A Hundred Gourds, Ribbons, Modern Haiku, The Heron's Nest, Moongarlic, among others. Along with short form poetry, Byrnes is interested in ikebana and chanoyu. Byrnes is a retired law and business professor from the University of Notre Dame; she lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
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Beautiful 😍
'combs' is just the right word here to describe the willow's tresses. Brings to mind lazy days floating down the river Cam in Cambridge, in a boat propelled by a university student earning a bit of pocket money.
willowy waters
a punt slides by
trailing fingers
I had the same reaction to the verb “combs”!
I enjoyed the beautiful garden party haiku, Sondra and then the response brings back memories too.
On a dreary day in WI, this was most uplifting.
Beautiful!!
Congratulations dear ..
Lovely moment! So finely crafted.