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Sunday, September 22, 2013
She Doesn't Spill Clues...
Haiku Heights #296 ~
Day 23 ~ Clue
She doesn't spill clues
ever for the next day's meals;
ah, haiku heights
ah haiku heights;
no advance clue, and I pick
my words from her eyes..
Clever! I like both of these.ReplyDelete
I loved both..ReplyDelete
Yeah! 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.ReplyDelete
She is secretive but he picks up the clues well. Hercule Poirot.ReplyDelete
Picking words from eyes is rather a grisly image, don't you think? Sort of like ravens plucking out the eyes of babies or lambs. ;)ReplyDelete
Looking for Clues
Very nice...love # 2...ReplyDelete
my words from her eyes.."
So creative! Beautiful haiku :)ReplyDelete
Wow ... Haiku Heights :DReplyDelete