Nature's Carpet

Plush, emerald blades
Fresh-cut scent strewn on the breeze
Ready for bare feet






Inspired by Carol Brown's Haiku contest, Springtime.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Kendrick Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 1:47 PM
Beautifully written Haiku. I too love the scent of freshly mowen grass. Keep writing. Sara
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August 15, 2009 at 7:05 PM
Beautiful poem Donna, Emerald is such a lovely gem and color, but its closer to home for the Scots and the Irish with my write Blood on Emeralds. Thank you so so much for your kind comments, i am humbled>>James
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April 28, 2009 at 4:30 PM
A peaceful write. I love walking barefoot in the grass, and the smell of fresh cut grass, oh yes, beautiful. Reminds me of home. Congratulations on placing in the contest. Smiles from Lolita
Crane Avatar
April 28, 2009 at 12:26 PM
I can feel them in between my toes. Congrats on placin in the contest. Kat
Rider Avatar
April 28, 2009 at 11:35 AM
I can smell the cut grass! yummy! Congratulations on placing in the contest! ~Trudy~
Moreno Avatar
April 28, 2009 at 9:42 AM
Congrats on your placement in the contest Donna...Raul
Strand Avatar
April 28, 2009 at 9:02 AM
Congrats on your success in Carol's contest Donna.Rgds Brian
Strand Avatar
February 9, 2009 at 12:17 AM
Best wishes with this on Donna.Rgds Brian
Moreno Avatar
February 1, 2009 at 9:25 PM
Wow, Donna this is a gret haiku. Lovely image you painted...Raul
Lokken Avatar
January 29, 2009 at 5:44 PM
This is so beautiful and lively.....:) Love, Sara
Winter Avatar
January 28, 2009 at 5:53 AM
This is so much more than visual, I can actually smell the fresh cut grass! So well written! I'm running free! Awesome haiku! Love, Shar
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January 28, 2009 at 2:40 AM
Woohoo, my favorite! There is nothing quite like dipping shy winter feet into new grass, lovely image here, love, Kristin
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