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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9 comments:
Love it! so light hearted, relaxing...
thanks for your appreciation Humbird
much love...
Very nicely created from that first line, I like the Troiku too you have created with your haiku.
Nicely done, Gillena!I like the old plastic bag tumbling its way to freedom.
Happy you dropped by to read mine Kristjaan
Much love...
Thanks for your appreciation Kim
Much love...
I like this wayfaring song tumbling along the beach :)
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!
I love this, Gillena! Nothing like freedom.
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