friction

 

The petals unfold 

the breaking bloom of 

hairline cracks in fragile glass

the ringing tones - singing 

of friction pressed upon the lip

of silence

speechless words unspoken

moving eyes - stare back 

a multitude of gazes

fractured - the crisp sound crack

of shattered glass

◄ new dawn

autumn haiku ►

Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Tue 17th Sep 2019 14:29

Thank you Rose


All the best des

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Rose Casserley

Tue 17th Sep 2019 12:45

love it Des











Rose ?

DESMOND CHILDS

Tue 17th Sep 2019 05:01

Thank you Frances for the like

All the best des

DESMOND CHILDS

Tue 17th Sep 2019 04:52

Thank you Keith for your comments, a sonata or prelude, I best get composing. If only I could! Glad you enjoyed this.

Thank you Lisa for the like.


All the best des

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keith jeffries

Mon 16th Sep 2019 20:46

Desmond,

These entrancing words remind me of the opening bars of a sonata, a prelude, leaving the reader with a powerful sense of expecting the arrival of something quite delicate and romantic.

Thank you for this
Keith

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