Everywhere we carried it. In the synchronicity of smiles, in sand between wet toes and dry toes, in the sparkling clear water of Grand Anse; an ocean span from home. It was light, it was bubbly, it was heady, it was exciting, it was blissful. Yes we carried it, holding it between each of our hearts. Our love. Sometimes the jealous sunshine can drive lovers to huddle in the shade of sea grape trees.
path to the beach -
on a Fragipani tree
caterpillars loop
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[# this haibun moves away from the standard form, because past tense is used, i plead your indulgence]
Bye Feburary, we luv U!
Season of somber repenting days now. Season of Lent
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Sundays are always special here at Lunch Break. Today is #61 of the series SUMI-E SUNDAYS. Tell me about your Sunday
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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Recuerda Mi Corazon
a weekly unfurling of tiny jubilant love
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Poets and Storytellers United
Writers’ Pantry #9: Rabbit Rabbit
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Carpe Diem
#1819 romance on the beach (haibun)
REVISIT
Sunday Standard 61
Sunday Lime 61
1 March 2019
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