I suspected there was more than just one haiku in there.
Gull takes the flood tide
glides stronger than the land wind
bird flesh and feather.
Rocked by the high tide
waves whisper sea songs love songs
to sun-sated flesh.
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There might be two, but they’re lovely haikus, Jane.
Thank you, Jean. It’s a good exercise wrestling these things.
Reblogged this on Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis and commented:
singing swell of words
gently rocking to the breeze
winging weightless bird
beautifully rhythmic – i’m swaying as I read it
Love the second one particularly – evokes memories – saved to favourites.
Thank you! I’m pleased it struck a chord with you.
A finger of foam
Points idly cross the tideline
Water taking flesh
Lovely! I just raised you one and entered yours and Peter’s haiku in the challenge.
love this!