Saturday, October 20, 2012

Gray Dawn

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 titmouse
flies out of the mist
into morning

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a gray blur
at the feeding station
fog melts

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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.'












15 comments:

  1. The words and questions... so great :-)

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  2. a great metaphor!

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  3. A kto by ptakom robił herbatkę :). Zdjęcie jest śliczne, kocham ptaki. Pozdrawiam.
    Whoever did the birds tea :). The picture is beautiful, I love birds. Yours.

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  4. I like how you very deftly put these two images together. I am there at the feeder with the feathered ones!


    Conscious

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  5. Very lovely haiku set ~ I like your use of the bird at the feeding station ~

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  6. Very nice write like the second one goes well with the picture

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  7. A fine metaphoric take on the prompt, Barbara

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  8. Lovely word picture :) Birds are not humans, that's why :)

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  9. love the color awareness that turns grey to delight: mist, grey blur, fog, titmouse

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