A haiku haiga dialogue, enhancing the simple talent of appreciation...
empty mason jar -
dusty wings of childhood claims
bye bye butterfly
© gillena cox 2021
Lovely. I enjoyed visualizing the flowers and the butterflies.
Thanks for dropping by LisaMuch💜love
Beautiful interpretation of the challenge, Gillena. Sad fate for the butterfly....
Thanks for your appreciation BevMuch💜love
Oh, I love it. It says so much in those few lines/words, and like all the best haiku leads the reader's mind on beyond those lines/words.
Thanks for your appreciation RosemaryMuch💜love
I think in my childhood I must have caught hundreds and hundreds of Fireflies in Mason jars ~~~ you have brought those memories back! Thank you.
Thanks for your appreciation HelenMuch💜love
I read another comment you wrote of "coming home." I hope all went well and that you revived many pleasant memories of your butterfly. ..
Thanks for your appreciation JimMuch💜love
Thanks for your appreciation AnneMuch💜love
I love this on so much, Gillena. It takes me places... it reminds me of the things I have let go of, and of the ways we change as we grow. And the image of the dusty jar lingers...
Thanks for your appreciation MagalyMuch💜love
Lovely. I don't think I ever caught a butterfly but I did catch a lot of fireflies.
Thanks for your appreciation DebiMuch💜love
So swiftly things change and grow. But memories still remain.
Thanks for your appreciation LoriMuch💜love
A good moment!
Happy you dropped by SaraMuch💜love
I think this makes the list of one of my favorites from you Gillena
Thanks for your appreciation RommyMuch💜love
Lovely. I enjoyed visualizing the flowers and the butterflies.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Lisa
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Beautiful interpretation of the challenge, Gillena. Sad fate for the butterfly....
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Bev
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
Oh, I love it. It says so much in those few lines/words, and like all the best haiku leads the reader's mind on beyond those lines/words.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Rosemary
DeleteMuch💜love
I think in my childhood I must have caught hundreds and hundreds of
ReplyDeleteFireflies in Mason jars ~~~ you have brought those memories back!
Thank you.
Thanks for your appreciation Helen
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
I read another comment you wrote of "coming home." I hope all went well and that you revived many pleasant memories of your butterfly.
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Thanks for your appreciation Jim
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Thanks for your appreciation Anne
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I love this on so much, Gillena. It takes me places... it reminds me of the things I have let go of, and of the ways we change as we grow. And the image of the dusty jar lingers...
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Magaly
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
Lovely. I don't think I ever caught a butterfly but I did catch a lot of fireflies.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Debi
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So swiftly things change and grow. But memories still remain.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Lori
DeleteMuch💜love
A good moment!
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Sara
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I think this makes the list of one of my favorites from you Gillena
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Rommy
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love