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Twilight whippoorwill
whistle on,
sweet deepener
Of dark loneliness
Silent the old town
the scent of flowers
floating
And evening bell
Temple bells die out
The fragrant blossoms remain
A perfect evening
Matsuo Bashō
Мorning-glories
softly floating
in the teacup
The morning mist
tangled
in the willow
Kobayashi Issa
It is in those sky’s that I dwell, dark yet beautiful is the indigo.
Thank you for the moment. 😊
Thank you dear! What a powerful words are yours! xxxx
Thank you! my intent was to give you a compliment not to receive one. I am humbled. Your an amazing writer.
And so are you, Amy – and i don’t say these words just like that; you have that 1% percent of magic that very few do (i wrote of that in previous post about Dianne), the rest is the matter of discipline 😉
Beautiful! 😉
Thank you, dear Dianne! xxxx
Very lovely poems.! Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful — both images and words!!
Kenley
Thank you so much, Kenley! I am so glad you liked them!
Lena, love the pictures with the words. WOW! Eerie, deep, and lonely.., yet a hint of anew!
Thank you, dear Judy! You totally picked up my own mood when i was taking those pics! You are a Wizard and a Magician in your own right ❤
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loved the little place in my mind this post transported me to x
Thank you so much for the kind words!
Just lovely …both. 🙂
Thank you so much, Paul!
dusk and dawn are the hearted words if you look at the sky very similar they are only one is ending with beauty and another is the beginning as a virgin love.
Thank you for such a an amazing and poetic comment, Mr Khan! 🙂
Beautiful and haunting…
Thank you so much!