Haiku, stories and unfinished business…
December 16, 2016 § 6 Comments
in the wood
the sweet smell of wet leaves
and my childhood dog
~
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
Lovely Rachel. Nicely evocative.
Cheers,
Frank
Thanks, Frank. Your appreciation always does me good 🙂
You had a wet dog that smelled sweet? 🙂
Ha! Maybe, maybe not ! I shall leave your inquiring mind in a quandary then 🙂 Loving your travelling posts. You do get around a lot 🙂
Ah, this is so evocative, smells are such triggers for memory.
Could weave a short story around that idea…
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Lovely Rachel. Nicely evocative.
Cheers,
Frank
Thanks, Frank. Your appreciation always does me good 🙂
You had a wet dog that smelled sweet? 🙂
Ha! Maybe, maybe not ! I shall leave your inquiring mind in a quandary then 🙂
Loving your travelling posts. You do get around a lot 🙂
Ah, this is so evocative, smells are such triggers for memory.
Could weave a short story around that idea…