wings

shirts hung out to dry,
sleeves outstretched, winglike, as if
preparing for flight.

….

sweep of a curtain
velvet held back with thin rope –
whisking across glass.

….

soft feathers ruffle
fluttering, gaining pace, speed –
rising to explore.

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11 thoughts on “wings”

  1. I am so sorry to hear about your headache. It certainly does not seem to have affected your ability to write though! The haiku are brilliant! Hope you can relax and that the headache passes soon. Best wishes! TJ

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    1. Oh, thank you! That was inspired by my present situation of a clothes frame on which said shirts are draped; the weather’s on the wrong side of hanging them outside and they’re not really machine-drier ones… Oh to have summer back.

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