
Snow drifts from above,
blankets anticipation,
of tulips below.
. Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away. --- Unknown
Snow drifts from above,
blankets anticipation,
of tulips below.
Woodbury, Minnesota |
Buffalo, New York |
Astrakhan, Russia |
2 comments:
But it is a true haiku. It has a seasonal reference. It's also a very sexy haiku, what with all that double entendre going on in the second and third lines. Is there something I'm missing in the first?
Double entendre? Wow! Your mind is in the gutter. But now that I read it, I am laughing out loud. I guess I am a better poet than I thought. Either that or just a sex godess :-)
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