Waxing crescent . A golden cup moon sinks below the horizon darkness descending . by Scooj Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookMorePinterestRedditPrintTumblrLike 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
It is indeed, we’ve not had many cold nights this winter, so it makes a pleasant change. LikeLike Reply
Lovely! Will keep this one in my pocket to bring out in the light of the moon; a jewel. 🌙 💎 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
With a lot of rubbish ones in between. One just seems to know when you hit upon a good one. LikeLiked by 1 person
I wouldn’t call your haikus rubbish. It’s cool how they’re little snapshots of your life; like a diary. LikeLike
Lovely. Is it a cold night?
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It is indeed, we’ve not had many cold nights this winter, so it makes a pleasant change.
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Beautiful and utterly alluring in a few short words!
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Thank you, it is kind of you to say so.
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Lovely! Will keep this one in my pocket to bring out in the light of the moon; a jewel. 🌙 💎
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I liked this one too. I wrote what I saw.
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You’ve always been able to capture beauty via a photo and a haiku.
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With a lot of rubbish ones in between. One just seems to know when you hit upon a good one.
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I wouldn’t call your haikus rubbish. It’s cool how they’re little snapshots of your life; like a diary.
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