Saturday, August 12, 2017


[Maracas Beach a 2016 photo]

with every gust of wind
an old plastic bag in the street
tumbling tumbling

an old plastic bag in the street
travels the way of a wayfarer
is this freedom i muse

tumbling tumbling
without a doubt this age old song
waves at the beach

© gillena cox 2017

Blog hopping with

Carpe Diem
Chèvrefeuille's Gift #6 gust of wind

Chèvrefeuille gave us the line " with every gust of wind" and he asked that we create a haiku with this first line and then, have created it, create a Troiku with it.

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humbird said...

Love it! so light hearted, relaxing...

Gillena Cox said...

thanks for your appreciation Humbird

much love...

Kristjaan Panneman said...

Very nicely created from that first line, I like the Troiku too you have created with your haiku.

Kim Russell said...

Nicely done, Gillena!I like the old plastic bag tumbling its way to freedom.

gillena cox said...

Happy you dropped by to read mine Kristjaan

Much love...

gillena cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Kim

Much love...

lynn__ said...

I like this wayfaring song tumbling along the beach :)

Nosaint said...

I loved "Is this freedom, I muse" and then the comparison of the tumbling to the waves and wild freedom of the ocean. Very nice!

Sara McNulty said...

I love this, Gillena! Nothing like freedom.

عبده العمراوى said...

شركة قمة الدقة للخدمات المنزلية
شركة مكافحة حشرات بالجبيل
شركة كشف تسربات المياه بالخبر