The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!
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The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!
New to doodleku? See the original post; you can also click here to keep track of each day.
I tell her
it’s not cheating
to count flower petals
I really like this
tin man
pulling petals
a heart or not
liked this very much! 🙂
the scent
of the wind’s whisper
as I long for him . . .
what message do you
bring me, my angel
Romantic!
Thanks, Anitha!
Wings lighter than air
The woodland faerie plants next
Seasons burst of sun.
I am carried on the wind and
there’s nothing I do not know
do you see how things revolve
oscillate with me little
sunflower I come in peace
revised…
pushing up daisies
with every she loves me not
the tin man loses his heart
I wish I may
I wish I might…
first tatoo
Wonderful!
lovely!
he lays
a path of petals
to her door
birds enter clouds
the lonely angel’s need
to belong
one by one
spread out wishes
like seeds
ice cream soda…
petals of heat drip off
a marigold sky
(Y)
Thumbs up! Good one, Anitha! FB smileys don’t work here 🙂
Thank you Sanjuktaa. 🙂
Nicely done, Anitha 😀
Thanks a lot, Kala. 🙂
I love this!
Thanks, Christine L. Villa 🙂
Reblogged this on A Walk In Haiku and commented:
whiff of shalimar …
on the wings of an angel
I follow a dream
.
treading
softly on my dreams
the apsara
descends from the clouds
to dance with me
.
all winter
flowers rested
in the earth
beauty begins
in the heart
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sunshine spills
out from the mailbox~
brighter words
[angieinspired]
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blue dawn through feathers of ice the blackbird’s eye
what gift
do you bear, my angel?
in my dreams
you touch my tears
and turn them into petals
with or without wings disappointed
Souls have starts–
with some parts fully-fledged
to carry the sun.
a new season
this blossom of silence
between us
Blue Beetle I knew you when
plucked petals-
painting my dream on
an eagle’s wing
flower faeries
prepare the meadow
for autumn’s arrival
Reblogged this on Failing at Haiku and commented:
At first this image gave me the feeling of spring, but the more I looked at it the more I thought of Fall.
flower faeries
prepare the meadow
for autumn’s arrival