Eternal Spring Posted on March 8, 2016 by charissagrace 4 wind stirs the mirror reflections rise from the depths and the blossoms fall Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
Haiku has always been a favorite form of mine…mainly because I could never find enough words to fill a longer poem.
You have mastered a way to say so much with so few words. Mistress Weaver of Words 🙂
Thanks LM… I am actually very pleased with this one. It captures the zen approach to this style, at least I think it does
I truly does! Not a wasted phrase or syllable…and I found myself matching breaths to the cadence. Crazy good…plus, pink blooms 🙂