On a blade of grass
bathed in sunrays, keeping time,
a grasshopper clicks.
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Teresa Renton
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
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Comments (3)
This is wonderful, for a few seconds I'm right there, surrounded by green and serenaded by a grasshopper 😁
I love the idea of this grasshopper, like a metronome. A lovely pastoral summer image.
A wonderful, very traditional haiku. I love this image… both the one created with words and the literal image you chose.