Wednesday, November 25, 2009





cicadas cry
cold against my cheeks
last night's drinks

14 comments:

  1. Ha! poor little things....Do they know how much fun we have, as they cry!

    what a picture that is, Dalloway...Fabulous, :)

    wishes,
    devika

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  2. It is indeed fabulous...out of curiosity was you face stuck on the floor ?;)

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  3. the 'c' alliteation make for very interesting reading

    much love
    gillena

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  4. Best wishes, Emma... these greetings of our tradition here... Happy Thanksgiving! _m

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  5. ...you hear 'em, too?!

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  6. Most people look for an Aspirin then. You are looking für allitertions. And a brilliant picture. Nice one!

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  7. yes folks, my first hangover ku... thanks for commenting :)

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  8. Ha! This is great, Emma. :)

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  9. The cicadas are out already?

    Up this way, they only show up toward the very end of summer. Another altogether original haiku. "cold against my cheeks" puzzles me just a little, but I think I understand the general impression you're after.

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  10. The phrasing of the haiku is wonderful. Paired with the photos is perfect.

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  11. I like the scene this sets. It feels like it could be the opening of a novel. If so I know I'd want to read on.

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