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Sunday, September 22, 2013
She Doesn't Spill Clues...
Haiku Heights #296 ~
September Heights
Day 23 ~ Clue
She doesn't spill clues
ever for the next day's meals;
ah, haiku heights
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ah haiku heights;
no advance clue, and I pick
my words from her eyes..
Clever! I like both of these.
ReplyDeleteI loved both..
ReplyDeleteYeah! This time Haiku heights has reached a different height by not giving away the topics in advance...!
She is secretive! He is clever!! Nice pair of Haiku.
ReplyDeleteShe is secretive but he picks up the clues well. Hercule Poirot.
ReplyDeletePicking words from eyes is rather a grisly image, don't you think? Sort of like ravens plucking out the eyes of babies or lambs. ;)
ReplyDeleteLooking for Clues
ReplyDeletenice set...
Very nice...love # 2...
ReplyDelete"...I pick
my words from her eyes.."
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Siggi
So creative! Beautiful haiku :)
ReplyDeleteWow ... Haiku Heights :D
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