Saturday, February 21, 2009

OSI: Spectral

morning mists rise up
from lakes and grass the earth's bones
yield her spectral breath

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At 12:47 PM, February 21, 2009 Blogger Bruce Miller had this to say...

wow you are channeling Keats in this chilling haiku. nicely done.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is wither’d from the lake,
And no birds sing.

 
At 5:22 PM, February 21, 2009 Blogger Linda Jacobs had this to say...

Great! Love the idea of the earth's breath!

 

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