listening with another
to the music of the mountain stream
there is no other
Hando.
a sea breeze tempts our thoughts
scorched embers line the fish
under mackerel skies
listening with another
to the music of the mountain stream
there is no other
Hando.
a sea breeze tempts our thoughts
scorched embers line the fish
under mackerel skies
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So the fish are being cooked from within? 😉
Evanescent Streams
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??? !!!
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Thought ” It doesn’t get better than this” I’m sure the fish feel differently!
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delightful ~ ‘love the mackeral skies’ ~ thanks, carol, xxx
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Thanks Carol….!
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Excellent response on the haiku I gave by hando. In touch with his spirit.
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