Edinburgh
Comforting raindrops
fall. Getting sloshed, warming pub
grub. ‘nother? Why not!
Bideford
Higher tide tonight.
My boy jumps thundering waves.
Oops! Sprayed, soaking wet.
Excenevex
Burning soles, quick march,
lay down, admire, cloudless skies.
Leisurely dip – bliss.
Annemasse
Across the market
place my eye gazes, catches.
Bright pink petals call.
The Valley Vert
Driving home, screams near
frustration. Slippery roads,
Ice tracks, salvation.
Kerry Bridges
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Kerry (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some snippets of places I hold dear.
- Category: Haiku
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Love them all
Traveling Haiku artist. A wonderful waterfall of beauty
Thank you kindly for your sweet comments and support - it means a lot and inspires me to continue on this new jaunt!
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