The waiting


The afternoon sun

Warms up my fingers
Like little kisses planted
On beach pebbles

Memories of waves
Throughout the night
Never really fade

Now, the morning chill
Is completely replaced
By tingling anticipation,

Unbearable.

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Inspired by Tess Kincaid, over at Magpie Tales


14 comments:

  1. Beautifully penned. The word "unbearable" at the end brings your series to a perfect conclusion.

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  2. a totally well crafted haiku sequence


    much love...

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  3. Wow, the sun like little kisses on pebbled fingers, and then that word unbearable - wonderful!!

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  4. Intense emotion implied between the lines...

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  5. Ninot Ma'am,
    Unbearable! How it conjures that feel of excitement! Great!

    Hank

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  6. I think I can feel the tingles!

    =)

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  7. Oh this makes me crave the beach...

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  8. The scene has some similarity to where we are. It is so hot without a drop of rain for over one month that the 'tingling anticipation' is of different kind

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  9. The imagery evokes the true emotion and beauty here....a lovely write Ninot!

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  10. It kind of evokes pain, but the poem is marvelous.

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