The flower.

Delicate beauty swings in the breeze,

parched and dry it stands erect,

never slipping from our souls.






6 thoughts on “The flower.

    • Hi Nikesh, thanks for the comment, I am in essence a miniturest, and love writing these little Haiku’s, and trying to create a feeling of the world and all of its parts in a few words. I do also write longer poems, many of which star out as Haiku’s, and then just grow and grow. Have just spent a most enjoyable and enlightening time on your blog: I love it, best wishes and blessings, Charles.

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