Thursday, December 15, 2011

Stale Fruits; Cold Dreams..



Written for Rebecca's
Haiku My Heart..



Stale fruits
Hunger makes her
smile fresh

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She shivers
in the warmth of quilt
Cold dreams


RS :)


25 comments:

  1. Beautifully expressed...

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  2. Great words for the imagination... =)

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  3. Very original thoughts. :)
    Have a great day my friend. I need to ponder and come up with some thoughts again.

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  4. As you say things are not always as they seem, sometimes I am hot and cold at the same time!

    Sue x

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  5. Wonderful images! Wishing you well! Cathy

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  6. The ideas that run though my head while reading these is amazing! So many avenues to go down. Every reader can draw their own conclusion. I love your work.

    Peace

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  7. Both are good. I especially like the second one. Rings truth.

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  8. Lovely juxtaposition of imagery, Ramesh to bring a physical memory to the reader's mind. You do a wonderful job. Good wordsmithing.
    Namaste,
    Noelle

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  9. your wordsmith talents amuse and entertain me. thank you

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  10. I love the mystery in this poem.
    What I see and what you meant for me to see...exactly what a perfect haiku should do.
    ♥♥♥

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  11. Just learning haiku ~ yours are excellent ~~ thanks, namaste, Carol (A Creative Harbor)

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  12. I agree with all that'w been said...these words lead me down many a different path.

    beautiful

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  13. I see more than 1 picture here..

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  14. ...hunger makes her smile fresh... is genius! I love it!

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  15. I so like the "cold dreams" haiku. Probably because I have two layers of quilt on the bed!

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  16. Love these haiku Ramesh, well crafted and shown great imagery

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  17. exactly how i feel this morning...perfecto

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  18. You sure struck a chord with me with both these haikus, Ramesh. Moreso the cold one; I am she, I think.

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  19. Wow...Both are fantastic, but the last one really speaks to me...She shivers in the warmth of guilt

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