Swift With my eyes closed I can hear the shrill cries of swifts signalling Summer. by Scooj Rate this:Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
I didn’t get a chance to comment yesterday, but I do love this – especially the double-meaning of the last line. The birds make me so happy. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Thank you. Sometimes the words are good. The sound of swifts is something I look forward to every year. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Beautiful haiku, and I am so ready for summer!
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Thank you…me too.
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I didn’t get a chance to comment yesterday, but I do love this – especially the double-meaning of the last line. The birds make me so happy.
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Thank you. Sometimes the words are good. The sound of swifts is something I look forward to every year.
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