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Haiku my Heart #6

rose out of focus
swallow flown far far away
ah, season's sojourn


recuerda mi corazon
a beautiful place to visit

Comments

GrandmaK said…
Well done. I've never made any of my blurred photos look so lovely!!! Your haiku is lovely too! Wishing you well! Cathy
Charlotte said…
That's beautiful.
EG Wow said…
I like the softness of the photo and the seemingly easy acceptance that the swallow has flown away.
morememes said…
Thought it was my eyes :-)
Nostalgia reigns it seems.
Is that R. 'Handel' or possibly 'Peace' by any chance?
Are you going to join Boonie's 'Manchester and Milton Keynes Mondays' ? (:-) What a sense of humour.
Jeannie said…
This one tugs at my heart - nostalgia for a memory that isn't mine
I have an urge to reach out and touch those bleary roses. Love this one!
rebecca said…
oh such beauty...
you fill us stunningly!!
love to you sue...
Kim Mailhot said…
beautiful, beautiful photo - so soft. Makes me miss the season...
Happy Friday !
Meri said…
I love the softness of both the image and the words. It is perfect for the soft morning light I see out my window.
Leslie said…
The soft focus seems appropriate for these old-fashioned white roses, and for the idea of a season's sojourn.
deb did it said…
a rose is so beautiful, no matter how sharp or blurry...and this captures all the softness
Noelle Renee said…
The image of the out of focus bloom and the missing, sojourning swallow are a lovely juxtaposition for this part of Fall leading us into winter. I like it very much. You have such a keen eye. Thank you for your lovely thoughts on my blog.
xo,
Noelle
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Boonie S said…
You haiku has such a beautiful rhythm.

All the best, Boonie
turquoise cro said…
I LOVE roses and I love this post!!!SooOOOOo pretty!!!
pieceofpie said…
as an afternoon in repose suddenly a picture appears in your mind... a lovely moment caught..
Spadoman said…
Great photo! So creative, your words. I felt a lament of sorts as Winter approaches here in the Northland, yet the seasons all have purpose and meaning. Glad I stopped by.

Peace.
paper-n-soul said…
'Season's soujourn', indeed... the swallow must fly. Lovely words and image.

Deb
Oh how very beautiful your rose is. The lovely words of your Haiku have such meaning. Yes Season's sojourn.... just so meaningful.

Melanie

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