Haiku: Flowers


Morning glory beams

heavenly blue cupped blooms bow

beneath rain-cleared sky.


Capucines scramble

fire-cowled flowers flame-licked

summer sun in bloom.


He picks a red rose

beautiful, scentless, distant

as his red goddess.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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