Friday, June 20, 2014

Her Open Dry Palms.. Haiku..


 Friday's Haiku


For Rebecca's 
Haiku My Heart



Clouds gather, chit-chat
and then go away with winds;
her open dry palms

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Her open dry palms;
colourful paper boats 
flutter under fan..

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She smiles in her sleep;
raindrops, moonbeams together
hit her window pane..


RS:)





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7 comments:

  1. LeaJune 20, 2014 at 1:47 PM

    Lovely Ramesh... I can feel a nap coming on, so I too can dream of such moonbeams...

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  2. gmaJune 20, 2014 at 2:54 PM

    I know what you mean about the clouds chatting...I have seen their words in the sky.

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  3. J CJune 20, 2014 at 4:24 PM

    This is sweet Ramesh. It speaks to me of love.

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  4. peggy gattoJune 20, 2014 at 6:29 PM

    I had the light of the full moon wake me the other night at 4 am, very magical!
    Happy summer!

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  5. Gillena CoxJune 21, 2014 at 7:11 AM

    luv them all

    much love...

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  6. Magical Mystical TeacherJune 21, 2014 at 7:19 AM

    Now that's a strange night, when the moon can be shining and rain falling! ;)

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  7. rebeccaJune 22, 2014 at 10:02 PM

    oh ramesh,
    i am breathless for the beauty of you and this!
    thank you for always taking me outside of myself and placing me in a rapturous state.

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