Daniel Flosi 24/07/2019 Haiku, Poetry

Soy and Wasabi

blue ceramic dish,
last nights soy and wasabi
still stings the eyes

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Ben Naga on 24/07/2019 at 11:06 am
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A STALE START

Here we are it seems
Stained with yesterday’s remains
Dazed and misty-eyed
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  Buddhadoshā on 24/07/2019 at 12:36 pm
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  😋
  
  mist stale in the eyes,
  honey bee settles upon
  aspen leaf
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    Ben Naga on 24/07/2019 at 3:00 pm
    
    You’re far closer to true haiku and nicely fashioned. Kudos.
  - 4
    
    Buddhadoshā on 24/07/2019 at 4:30 pm
    
    ah, I liked yours a lot! very fun to play off each other like that.
  - 5
    
    Ben Naga on 24/07/2019 at 4:35 pm
    
    Thank you. Yes. An ancient practice, I believe. 🙂
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    Buddhadoshā on 24/07/2019 at 7:47 pm
    
    And thank you! 😊
  - 7
    
    Ben Naga on 25/07/2019 at 4:30 am
    
    🙂

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