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Haiku my Heart #7


Baby bud frozen,
 late fall did dare to open,
still born of chill morn. 

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Comments

morememes said…
Dear Sue,
Thanks for making me smile by your comment this morning, and now also by your haiku.
rebecca said…
hauntingly beautiful.
always you take me places, deeply.
xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
Kim Mailhot said…
made my heart cry, poor little bud of possibility lost.
Beautiful...thank you for the poignant moment.
turquoise cro said…
awwwWWWWWW! Such a beautiful photo for all of us to see! Little bud lives on and on!!
pieceofpie said…
the beauty of a life... this is one of the most wonderfulest moments in a roses life... and to capture and freeze... the best.. tiny little crystals appearing so innocent but oh a killer in disguise... yeah, i guess you could say i really really like your ku and photo... a keeper... haiku my heartfound
Carola Bartz said…
Stunning photograph, so beautiful. Love the haiku as well.
Meri said…
It looks like a sugar rose created as a culinary confection. Beautiful haiku.
Terena said…
still born of chill morn... really love that image and photograph. perfect
Noelle Renee said…
I think this is one of your most stunning photos that I have seen. The rose appears frozen in time rather than still born. It is beautiful, and fragile.It almost appears to be sheathed in frosted glass, reminding me of the story of Snow white who was alive and sealed in a glass coffin if you recall the tale. You have captured such a moment here and shared it with us. Your haiku is poignant and elicits feeling for something inanimate. That is a lot, really!
xoxo,
Noelle
Boonie S said…
Very poetical. Thanks for this.

All the best, Boonie
rebecca said…
dear beauty,
how are you on this brand new day?
xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
fragile bud
gripped by ice-fingers
withering
Nanka said…
Such a lovely bud ,nipped in the bud stage by the frost :(

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