Reminiscence, haiku

September 19, 2022 Isha Garg

Miss the afternoons
reading at home, while it rained
…and I dreamt of moors

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I am all ages, The timeless sea; One with nature, the breeze and the trees. Sparks of fire are the soul of me, I'm all that was, is and will be.© Author of "Dark River - a deluge of poetry". View all posts by Isha Garg

6 thoughts on “Reminiscence, haiku”

VJ says:

September 19, 2022 at 1:45 pm

I dreamt of moors too, in my Wuthering Heights days, lol.

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1. Isha says:
  
  September 27, 2022 at 11:20 am
  
  Ah, same! I love Wuthering Heights.
  
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Poet of the Light says:

September 19, 2022 at 4:51 pm

Ok, I posted one of my own.

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1. Isha says:
  
  September 27, 2022 at 11:20 am
  
  And how charming too!
  
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Eliza Waters says:

September 20, 2022 at 8:57 am

🙂 ❤

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1. Isha says:
  
  September 27, 2022 at 11:21 am
  
  🙂 ❤
  
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