Thursday, May 28, 2026

A Year Of Haiku (XX): Whorls

 


Whirlpool of brown,
the snail of Spring slowly
strides across my path.

4 comments:

  1. Nylon127:32 AM

    Spring opens the door,
    Summer's heat kicks that door in,
    Sweat streams down my brow.

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    1. I have heard of sweat,
      appearing in afternoon -
      but not yet every day.

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  2. Something seen rarely
    Crawling around in these parts
    With their attitudes

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    1. Snail's attitude:
      moving across my pathway,
      gliding fearlessly.

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