Haiku: Grey Mood
January’s spite;
Raining down barbed arrows,
Cold wind as her bow.
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January’s spite;
Raining down barbed arrows,
Cold wind as her bow.
This certainly chimes with me as the month draws to a
close. I relish the concept that the cold wind is the bow
that propels the "barbed arrows" of rain. You seem to have
a particular affinity with this brief but "pointed" form of
writing.
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Robert Mann
Mon 25th Jan 2016 00:08
M.C. - I appreciate your appreciation. Thank you. I enjoy the mental challenge and play with the limited syllables to induce as many interpretations as possible.
Rob