I can imagine those baby birds, wary of their new freedom. What does the future hold? Will my wings support me? What if I am attacked by a bigger bird? So many questions!
A third day sick in bed, listening to the call and response of birds in the forest on an otherwise quiet morning, I enjoy the freedom of which they sing. Thank you for your haiku series Hank.
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A beautiful photo Hank, Nature at it's best.
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Birds can lookout indeed, when the scatter, time to run haha
ReplyDeletenature provides many a blessing...a lookout, a song to lift the day.
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ReplyDeletelove the words you put together with the photo - well done
oh to be blessed!
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Lyrical - with a sense of lightness of being to the piece. Nicely penned.
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ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome trio of haiku, but that second is my favorite. Nice picture you have used.
ReplyDeleteLovely series of haiku with wonderful words of freedom ~ thanks, xxx
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I can imagine those baby birds, wary of their new freedom. What does the future hold? Will my wings support me? What if I am attacked by a bigger bird? So many questions!
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A third day sick in bed, listening to the call and response of birds in the forest on an otherwise quiet morning, I enjoy the freedom of which they sing. Thank you for your haiku series Hank.
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