Mourning, an Angel
Coldness, sadness, slap my face
Dawn’s funeral, still.
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Stretching to the sun
pink, yellow. puff balls of dawn
invite me out, play.
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Dawning of the day
Yesterday’s nightmares have passed
Rejoice, start anew.
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beautifully penned. first haiku made me a little sad.
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Thank you, my friend, Dawn, passed away years ago and I wrote many things about her (in this blog.) When I hear the word, or name Dawn I automatically think of her. Thank you for your kind response.
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Loved your beautiful collection and the array of pictures. Awesome!
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How sad, how utterly sad, the first image…
Wilderness at Dawn
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I know you would never remember this but I am sure I wrote about my friend, Dawn on a Tuesday prompt, years ago.
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Nice trio. 1st one is unique.
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Aw… I liked all…
“Puff balls of dawn” stays in my mind!
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Nice haiku!
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I loved yours as well, wonderful photographs. I wish I could understand what you wrote. I don’t even know what language it is in.
Warm wishes, Laurie https://hibernationnow.wordpress.com
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