Creative Writing and unfinished business…
March 29, 2014 § 8 Comments
Caressing the viol
It sings to the cool wild air –
yet still the world turns
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry, viol da gamba
Beautiful photo and poetry. I agree with your words.
Thank you. I was trying to capture a mood – and try out my new camera 🙂
You did very well. Photos are poetry for the eyes.
Yes they are.
Beautiful haiku, Rachael, and your photo complements the poem perfectly.
Thank you. This one took a while to get right!
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