Laurel rests on wall
Weighted with polished berries
Springtime wreathed in joy
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Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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That is gorgeous. It weirdly makes me think of Christmas though. And it’s June. I dunno….maybe I’m just weird!
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It made me think of Christmas, too. That’s why I felt compelled to post it in June! The thing is, I’m not sure that laurel should produce berries until the Autumn, unless it’s not a laurel at all, but just pretending to be one.
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I think it was the berries that threw me into Noël! Oohhh…another plant in diguise? Interesting…
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sweet haiku
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Thank you 🙂
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Lovely image. Why did I think of mistletoe? Love your haiku, Sarah. 🙂
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Hee, hee, Sylvia. Those incongruous berries in June 🙂 There should be a way of preserving them until Christmas.
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it is rather christmasy!! But so fresh!!
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Maybe by showing something Christmasy at this time of year, it makes people appreciate the warmer months more!
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This was a lovely and special poetic verse. I love the photograph. This was such a sweet post and brightened my day! Smiles sent your way.
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Your smiles are gratefully received, as per usual 🙂 Am glad to have brightened your day.
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