Sheets dance–a new day–
the night’s secrets cleansed and aired,
its ghosts blown away.
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A something haiku #1
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Sarah Potter Writes 
lovely! there’s something special about sheets hanging out on the line. And somehow this captures the cleansing away of the dark night of the soul.
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Thank you 🙂 And I agree totally with what you say. I’ve had some quite perfect moments of absolute equilibrium, if not spiritual uplift, while hanging washing on the line! Would never use a tumble drier. Apart from the amount of electricity it uses, clothes seem so much fresher if allowed to dry naturally.
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Very lovely. Thank you. Hope you are well. Within the next week I hope to get better internet connectivity via my library.
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Thank you, dear Bunny x
Missing you D:
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I’m back. Sitting in the library now on my laptop. All my proxy servers are up to date. My internet protection will stop me getting anything nasty.
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Dark night of the soul maybe, flag of conquest also – a certain sensuality – nice concept whispered well…ps – posted of course!
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The secret of the piece is hidden in the title word “something”, which in my language is synonymous with a dismissive shoulder shrug!
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Dear Sarah, this piece captures so much! I will never look at sheets on a line the same way again. It is my new favorite haiku.
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Thank you, Naomi. You’ve made me very happy:-) 🙂 A haiku that changes the way someone looks at an everyday thing, is a haiku that has suceeded.
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No doubt about that! You are so talented!
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I’m blushing 😉
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