Creative Writing and unfinished business…
November 23, 2016 § 2 Comments
whistle of air
gliding through marsh mist
image courtesy jeff dyck
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
Lovely quiet beauty, this is very calming (though not for the hunted, I’m sure!)
Heron’s always do it for me. They make me ‘present’ somehow. Need my own personal heron 🙂
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