Thursday, September 24, 2026

A Year Of Haiku (XXXV): Cotton Candy

 


Autumn's pink cloud strands
stretch across the evening sky
like whipped sugar strings.


5 comments:

  1. Nylon128:18 AM

    Trees turning yellow,
    Perennials fading fast,
    Yet grass still growing.

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    1. The grass still grows tall
      as the garden finishes:
      crackle of bean pods.

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  2. I've never thought about cotton candy when I look at pink clouds. Now I probably always will.

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    1. Leigh, this idea totally came from The Dog Whisperer - like you, I cannot see them differently now.

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