Country Haikus
These were my first attempts at haiku. I know they aren't exactly haiku according to the experts, but they came out nice anyway.
Cold metal dipper
icy-wet well water flows
sweetly down my throat
Southern pine trees sway
so tall in the southern breeze
And smell of citrus
Sagging, old buildings
tasting of our history
rotting, forgotten
I smell the mountains
the rain, the damp moss and leaves
The scent takes me home
Cold metal dipper
icy-wet well water flows
sweetly down my throat
Southern pine trees sway
so tall in the southern breeze
And smell of citrus
Sagging, old buildings
tasting of our history
rotting, forgotten
I smell the mountains
the rain, the damp moss and leaves
The scent takes me home
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This was fun! Very evocative of a pretty environment - nice snapshot. Have you heard of gather.com? It's an NPR-sponsored site where you can publish your writing and get feedback from other writers.
No, I hadn't heard of that site. Thanks for the info!
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