<<>>
titmouse
flies out of the mist
into morning
<<>>
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a gray blur
at the feeding station
fog melts
<<>>
flies out of the mist
into morning
<<>>
<<>>
a gray blur
at the feeding station
fog melts
<<>>
Thought for today: How come I need a cup of tea to get the fog to lift every morning, and the birds don't?
For HAIKU HEIGHTS The prompt is 'conscious.'
A good question :-)
ReplyDeleteThe words and questions... so great :-)
ReplyDeleteGood question. Great photo capture as well.
ReplyDeleteLovely - ♥
ReplyDeleteA picture nicely interpreted.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully portrayed :)
ReplyDeletea great metaphor!
ReplyDeleteA kto by ptakom robił herbatkę :). Zdjęcie jest śliczne, kocham ptaki. Pozdrawiam.
ReplyDeleteWhoever did the birds tea :). The picture is beautiful, I love birds. Yours.
I like how you very deftly put these two images together. I am there at the feeder with the feathered ones!
ReplyDeleteConscious
Very lovely haiku set ~ I like your use of the bird at the feeding station ~
ReplyDeleteVery nice write like the second one goes well with the picture
ReplyDeleteSoothing set of haiku, Barbara.
ReplyDeleteA fine metaphoric take on the prompt, Barbara
ReplyDeleteLovely word picture :) Birds are not humans, that's why :)
ReplyDeletelove the color awareness that turns grey to delight: mist, grey blur, fog, titmouse
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