hurriedly
putting on the mask -
snap of a string
© gillena cox 2022
REVISIT
ENJOY THE MUSIC: ---
Sunday LXVII of the series '100 ways to haiku a mask
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Taste and see that the Lord is good
[Psalm 34]
What's there to smile about today? Thank God for the grace of poetry
SUNDAY SMILES
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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
squashed grass -
bare feet and shoes
in sync
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shoes empty of feet
skies in the dearth of birdsongs -
plight of refugees
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bombs make the loud noise
smiles left in yesterday's pace -
borders crossed in haste
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oh for the freedom -
of feet sripped bare to squelch mud
in rainy day fun
© gillena cox 2022
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25 comments:
"shoes empty of feet / skies in the dearth of birdsongs - / plight of refugees" So much emptiness there.
Indeed as Qbit has said there is much emptiness there. Your words display it and the image well dear Gillena
Thanks for your appreciation qbit
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Thanks for your appreciation Carrie
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Tickle trot; on this cool dampened grass; bare-foot.
Love both poems: have to add masks to the list of things that I'm now running back into the house, having forgotten it. The second one amplifies the idea of breathlessness into an overwhelming pressure to continue running.
Sadly, it is becoming more difficult to remember days of unbridled joy, mud squishing between our toes … take care, Gillena.
Not a fun time at the moment...Keep on carrying on..
A brand new mask snapped it's elastic yesterday. I keep extras in the car. Have a great day.
So well said. Oh yes, would that toes in the mud might be fun again!
Happy you dropped by Doug. Thanks for the haiku share
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Thanks for your appreciation Chrissa
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Thanks for your appreciation Helen
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Thanks for your appreciation Rall
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Thanks for your appreciation Nicole
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Thanks for your appreciation Bev
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barefoot on the grass
shoes in my closet
gathering dust
Adelaide
Happy you dropped by Adelaide. Thanksvfor sharing a haiku
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oh for the freedom -
of feet stripped bare
to squelch mud
in rainy day fun
This brought back the old memories of years gone by. Thanks Gillena! They are gone never to come back again but can be re-lived for those who care!
Hank
Yes, we long for simplicity in this world poised on the brink of madness.
Thanks for your appreciation Hank
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Thanks for your appreciation Sherry
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I agree with Sherry.
I like how you look for the light in these dark times.
Freedom... hoping for freedom....
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