Tuesday Haikusday: Flowers

Meditating in the garden, writing my poetry.
Meditating in the garden, writing my poetry.

Today, I write about flowers.

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Flowers make me sneeze

but I sniff them regardless.

It’s an addiction.

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Soft, fragrant, tasty.

Why are you yelling at me?

Those were for you? Whoops.

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They grow, bloom, and die.

A cyclical reminder

That life has beauty.

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What do you want to hear me write about? Suggest a topic, and it will be done!

 

4 Comments

  • flowers in de yard
    stupid squirrelz just ran thru em
    thanx squirrel…knot reel lee

    next week…how bout….

    bread 🙂

    • Bread! I’ll remember that. Bread. Bread. Bread. Well, I’ll TRY to remember that. I like it. Bread. – Crepes.

  • All of those were exceptionally good. We’ll give some thought to a topic and let you know. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette

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