Early morning breeze
sends ripples across the lake–
my eye fooled by flax.
Field o’ flax
pkohler / Foter.com / CC BY-NC
Inspired by a theme at Haiku Heights: Ripples.
Ripples (haiku)
Karin S. Wiberg
Poetry, Prose & Chickens
Early morning breeze
sends ripples across the lake–
my eye fooled by flax.
Field o’ flax
pkohler / Foter.com / CC BY-NC
Inspired by a theme at Haiku Heights: Ripples.
You fooled me too. Great image with the haiku. Fabulous
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Ah, thank you for the comment! I have memories of my grandmother’s house in South Dakota and looking across the road in the early morning at a scene similar to the above. I truly thought it was water… 🙂
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Beautiful view.
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Thank you!
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Very nicely done 🙂
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Thanks!!
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Flaxen ripples!! the pale colored fibers when ruffled are so tranquil to watch!! Nice one!!
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Thank you. Very lovely to watch…
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The flax is lovely and so is your haiku. Both are soothing.
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Thanks, Alice!
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Flax, the great fooler!
Rippling with Fertility
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Seriously! I really thought it was water!
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What a trick! Clever haiku.
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Thanks! I wish I could take credit for nature’s cleverness. 🙂
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