Just When I Think There is Nothing More to Write About Haiku

cool spring breeze brushes
your breasts pushed tight against a
white silk camisole

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11 Responses to Just When I Think There is Nothing More to Write About Haiku

  1. Paul says:

    I am feeling like an old man no more, gorgeous conjuring haiku of sheer loveliness,

  2. Bob says:

    This cries out for more… hence the limitation of haiku (in my humble opinion).

  3. Sumedh says:

    And those few words are so much to write about, themselves! Fascinating imagery! Simple yet elegantly beautiful…

  4. johemmant says:

    Suemdh is the only gentleman 🙂

    Very good.

  5. Scot says:

    jo
    aw come on,

  6. Scot says:

    Rick
    thanks for dropping in

  7. Scot says:

    paul
    nicely put

  8. Scot says:

    Bob
    never want to reveal too much, they say

  9. Scot says:

    Sumedh
    thanks for the kind comment

  10. jo says:

    🙂 I can hear you say that aw……….and I see I typoed the gentleman’s name wrong, sorry Sumedh…………

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