Twilight
and it gives off the kind of hot chill one can get at times of transition. fever in a meadow, when the sun hangs on while evening cools the tall grasses in which you stand and search for something that you have not lost, it is the deepest part of summer verdant, aloof
cool air
the wings of a fly
passing
October 12th, 2011 at 2:43 pm
Very nice!
October 12th, 2011 at 3:13 pm
I really like this…flowing and subtle. So nice to read…it leads you along in an airy, delightful way.
October 12th, 2011 at 4:01 pm
g'day Donna
I loved this. The haiku is so beautiful.
peace and love
October 12th, 2011 at 8:58 pm
fabulous images, contrast.
October 13th, 2011 at 1:37 am
nice!!
October 13th, 2011 at 6:01 am
Lovel! Lovely!
October 16th, 2011 at 9:48 am
Strong style, great prose writing and a well judged concluding haiku.
Alan
October 20th, 2011 at 5:15 am
Each and every response here means the world to me. Thank you so much, everyone.
October 20th, 2011 at 9:13 am
excellent prose and haiku