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
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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Love it! so light hearted, relaxing...
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Very nicely created from that first line, I like the Troiku too you have created with your haiku.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by to read mine Kristjaan
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Nicely done, Gillena!I like the old plastic bag tumbling its way to freedom.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Kim
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I like this wayfaring song tumbling along the beach :)
ReplyDeleteI loved "Is this freedom, I muse" and then the comparison of the tumbling to the waves and wild freedom of the ocean. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteI love this, Gillena! Nothing like freedom.
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