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[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


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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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9 comments:

  1. Love it! so light hearted, relaxing...

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  2. thanks for your appreciation Humbird

    much love...

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

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    1. Happy you dropped by to read mine Kristjaan

      Much love...

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

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Kim

      Much love...

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  5. I like this wayfaring song tumbling along the beach :)

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  6. 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!

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  7. I love this, Gillena! Nothing like freedom.

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