bluegrass (a haiku)
her hair brushes scent
blue sky winter clouded
dulcimer hammered
more reflections at one deep breath
*edited 30 Jan 07
one deep breath: reflections
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I can smell, see and hear your thoughts. Beautiful.
Lovely, unusual haiku - I mean, who thinks of dulcimer these days?! :)
Love the dulcimer (in limited doses). Wonderful haiku.
I think of the dulcimer! This is beautiful.
scent
sight
sound
are all here - reflecting
i reread it and instead somehow saw:
her hair brushes scent
blue sky winter clouded
dulcimer hammered
and now i'm totally getting "blue sky winter clouded" tattooed as an arm band tomorrow.
jeanne...i liked your rereading so much...i changed it :)