A balmy breeze blows,
as the memories of youth
flash in Christmas lights.
Inspired by Sunday Scribblings (#246 - December).
Books, games, poetry, life.
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8 comments:
Word perfect Saire! Just love it..(wish there was a balmy breeze here..brr) thanks for visiting..Jae
how envious am I its snow snow snow here brrr.
Being in Delhi, I know that feeling!
dead woman and her stillness in a cold december morning
Ah...a balmy Christmas...seems surreal somehow.
Yes, a lot of our pleasure in an Australia's Xmas comes from earlier folk memories.
You really make every word count.
Awww thanks everyone! I'm hoping to do something a bit more detailed next week as I have a few days off over Christmas.
Maybe I shall take a step away from the haikus. We shall see! :)
Saire, just found your poetry at Sun. Scribblings. I loved your haiku, wistful, true.
If you do other forms, I will look forward to seeing those as well. I'm posting sporadically at the moment, doing a major move, but here's my December post:
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2010/12/20/old-house-in-midwinter-sun-scribblings-december/
Peace, Amy Barlow Liberatore
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