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i cried a river
yet my boat sits on cracked earth,
dry mouth while drowning
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Comments (15)
Beautiful!
Very Clever
☺️👏Loved all the wet-dry parallels in your poem. That’s one sexy boat though, so I hope they were happy tears, even though I know that’s not your intended meaning. Hope you are all going well too, Heather.
That photo is amazing! How many takes before you knew that was the one? Also, the poem stopped me in my tracks. It's so deep!
Very Clever, Hubler, Very Clever! Loved the ambiguity....fin.
Loved this melancholy haiku
Oooo, that's like the perfect pic for this haiku/senryu/whothehellknows. Is was just so deep!
oh my, so much double entendre here! I loved it. (and your funny subtitle!)
Interesting and delicious content, keep posting more.
This is so visual and lovely In a mystical way
First of all, that image is amazing and so appropriate. Stained glass. Looks like liquid, but dry. Also that haiku is excellent, especially the last line.
That last line was a mic drop moment! Nicely done, Heather!
It makes no sense and ALL the felt sense, too.
"dry mouth while drowning" is such a powerful line. Loved this!
Whatever this is, it's deep! Cool image, too!