pink roses (Photo credit: srqpix)
I saw blood, soaked, rags
flint made, exploding anger
Couple burst in flames.
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The last page written
in smudged charcoal, painter’s ink
news, her last good-bye.
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Into the dark night
a bird whistle blows softly
Red and black beak cry.
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A blush of pink rose
Happy Valentine’s Day, love
Just let me whisper.
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Quite complex emotions on display… beautifully done. 🙂
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thank you so much.
Warm wishes, Laurie https://hibernationnow.wordpress.com
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Oh, that was like a soft whisper.. you whispered first..well written..
RS:)
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Beautifully done with varying themes. I love the last one. 🙂
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Thank you!
Warm wishes, Laurie https://hibernationnow.wordpress.com
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The haiku seem to journey from a Gothic bleakness to the calm waters of love! Interesting haiku!
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I believe the whisper speaks to me most!
Scarlet Letters
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I’m glad!
Warm wishes, Laurie https://hibernationnow.wordpress.com
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