Thursday, 3 November 2011

Haiku on Home



The butcher bird pours
His liquid ripple of song
Into the blue sky.

From the stone bird bath
The rosella dips and drinks
In alert delight.

On the verandah
We sit in deep contentment.
I reach for your hand.
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  1. Linda19 May 2017 at 11:18

    Haiku on Home is a very nice short poem. It is melodious and having lesson also. Each word is giving some meaning. Your work is Highly appreciated

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