A haiku written in the same tone and sense as…
day after Valentine’s
red petals on the floor, and
a broom in the corner
Alexey Andreyev
and my haiku….
brittle rose
yesterdays Valentine
in a dry vase
A haiku written in the same tone and sense as…
day after Valentine’s
red petals on the floor, and
a broom in the corner
Alexey Andreyev
and my haiku….
brittle rose
yesterdays Valentine
in a dry vase
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ouch ~ ‘brittle rose’ ~ well expressed haiku ~
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ta!
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“dry vase” What a great image!
Valentine’s #1 and Valentine’s #2
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ladies of a certain age agree !
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Such a sad tone in this one Nicole. Just forgotten to pull water into the vase … the roses let hang their flowers.
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It’s also a lament to the passing of youth and the vibrance and desire in romance drying up and becoming brittle with age..(.I suppose you’re going to tell me that romance should be kept alive ??!! )
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Hm … do I need more to say? Romance is worth to cherish a life long.
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Sometimes those dried roses can recall happy memories!
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Indeed..! I have a couple from my wedding…smile
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Dried roses can capture such a stark image… with the thorns laid bare.
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hm..hadn’t thought about that thorny issue..
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Beautiful!
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