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Gayle

september gayle swept through splitting trees.... decayed hearts exposed
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Gauthier Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:23 PM
Wow - excellent haiku inspired by your powerful photo... or vice versa... powerful haiku inspired by excellent photo ;-)
Kendrick Avatar
September 23, 2017 at 6:25 AM
Line, We had what was once called a September Gayle to come through here recently..There were many large limbs and some trees that were down..Some of those trees had the decayed heart..I wrote the Haiku then looked for a picture..Thanks for the comments...I appreciate you dropping by..Sara
Dietrich Avatar
September 17, 2017 at 6:59 PM
Love the play on the word gale, Sara. Irma and Gayle. They should be locked up for life!!!
Kendrick Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 6:06 AM
Andrea, I am using the old English spelling of the word gayle meaning storm..Hurricanes used to be called September Gayles..The Gayle named Irma was a bad sister but it could have been even worse as far as loss of life if the evacuations had not taken place like they did..Thanks for dropping by.Sara
Sivey Avatar
September 17, 2017 at 5:23 AM
Wow, now this is an exquisite write if I say so myself my friend! I am truly amazed by your amazing skill at writing this illustrious Haiku Sara! What a harmonious piece, Great Work!!
Pandit Avatar
September 16, 2017 at 2:38 PM
Lovely presentation--I see the the tree and the hearts exposed!
Horne Avatar
September 16, 2017 at 10:37 AM
lovely creative write, my friend
Kendrick Avatar
September 16, 2017 at 1:20 PM
Jack, Thanks for the kind review..I appreciate you dropping by..Sara
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