summer night relief
curtains exhale silently
cool air tiptoes in
Jul 18, 2023
End Of Day
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Eastern
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
I have a memory...
that comes back to me from my youth; a scene of watching a woman asleep on my bed, the curtains doing that very thing,
exhaling a cooling breeze, like blowing on a hot spoonful of soup. Getting ready for the next sip. Very nice! ~ Geez.
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Hello, Geezer!
Wow..."a cooling breeze, like blowing on a hot spoonful of soup." What an absolutely great visual! Maybe the foundation for a Geezer haiku / poem?
Thank you for reading and sharing your wonderful memory!
L
I could...
persuaded. ~ Geez.
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I look forward
to reading it!
L
Love the haiku
Love the haiku
Reminds me about my youthful. Days
Love the haiku
Love the haiku
Reminds me about my youthful. Days
Love the haiku
Love the haiku
Reminds me about my youthful. Days
Love the haiku
Love the haiku
Reminds me about my youthful. Days
Hello, Clentin,
A nice, cool breeze was making its way in after a scorcher-of-a-day.
Thank you for reading and commenting!
L