A gogyohka for Ronovan’s challenge
ripe plums
drop from the tree
split purple skins
spill sticky sweetness
on the parched grass
Haiku challenge: Plump & Luscious
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A gogyohka for Ronovan’s challenge
ripe plums
drop from the tree
split purple skins
spill sticky sweetness
on the parched grass
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This certainly engages the senses! I can smell, taste, feel those sticky plums!
(I guess the next part will be the bees and ants.) 🙂
Hares and foxes like them too 🙂
Yes, I suppose so. I just don’t see them around here. 😉
We don’t see much of the foxes, but we see the poop full of stones 🙂
🙂
And the birds and ants upon them feast 💜
🙂
yum 🙂
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You are describing the present condition under the plum tree in our house.
Plum trees know no boundaries, no borders 🙂
I always wondered why the lonesome dove here does not coo an American tune.
It’s afraid of attracting the attention of the hawk.
😊😊
No foxes though, but seen rabbits this year that ate some grapes.
In the stories it’s the fox that eats the grapes (when it can’t get rabbit).
😊😊😊