The Sunday Muse
moving and moaning
desires dressed in solitude
breathe in silent storms.
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I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words 8th – 14th December 2013. Day 3 of the Write Tribe Festival of Words prompt--... -
DAY-2 OctPoWriMo-2015 Color bleeds In different shades Sometimes the skin Oozes a dozen sores Camouflaging feelings. Some love...
you say so much in these few memorable lines
ReplyDelete"desires dressed in solitude" - esepcially
Thank you Laura :)
DeleteSuccinct words capture the essence of this week's prompt photo. :-)
ReplyDeletePleasure to know you liked the poem.Thank you Jinksy :)
DeleteNice one Sunita. Happy Sunday
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
Thank you Gillena :)
DeleteThis makes me feel the world could be captured in the creak of wood on water. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely way to express your thoughts. Thank you, Chrissa :)
DeleteMany face storms within. All we can do is move forward and breathe. A beautiful Haiku Sunita.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Carrie for the constant encouragement. Your prompts are inspiring to write some beautiful thoughts :)
DeleteThis is sensuous and serious ... Cheers!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Helen :)
DeleteFine haiku!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rob :)
DeleteExactly.
ReplyDeleteIndeed :)
DeleteFine three, Sunita.
ReplyDeleteSolitude indeed, per the photo the place is deserted.
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That boat personifies solitude of a human being. Thank you Jim for the appreciation :)
Delete"silent storms" such a great phrase.
ReplyDeleteYes, we all go through those in our own space.vThank you Lisa, for passing by :)
DeleteExcellent haiku, Sunita!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much :)
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