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Haiku my Heart #34 ~ Poppy Fields Forever

 summer addiction, 
   poppy fields, my love, and me
opium trailing...
Saturday 6 August is our wedding anniversary
 too many years to recount!

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Hosted by Rebecca Brooks
Recuerda mi Corazon


Ramesh Sood said…
I may have to get to the real meaning.. I am not able to immediately relate..

Anyways let my inability to understand not come in my way of Congratulating you on your Anniversary.. Have a great time.. God bless!!! RS :)
Snap said…
Happy Anniversary!!!!!!
Miss Robyn said…
Happy Anniversary - love to you both xoxo [how many years? :) ]
Have fun on that opium trail with your love!
somepinkflowers said…
addiction of love,
reflecting a life*time spent...
{{ passion must still bloom! }}
Kim Mailhot said…
Love the words and images but missing the "red" !
Happy Anniversary ! Enjoy the celebrations.
Nanka said…
You have a nice blog template....very celebratory! Happy anniversary and may the trail lead you to many more!!
rebecca said…
dear sue,

may we all remember to celebrate love through all seasons, with each footstep. i am showering you both in happiness and flowers.

thank you for your light in mine.
Marit said…
Happy anniversary, and what a great words to celebrate!
Cheryl said…
I'm intrigued by your photographs.
Unknown said…
lovely, and happiest anniversary to you both!
May Fields of Poppies and the indulgence of delirium in knowing many years of satisfying Love complete each of you on this your glorious summer anniversary of marriage to a wonderful partner.
Let the vow of this day keep itself wildly and wholly
Spoken and silent, surprise you inside your ears
Sleeping and waking, unfold itself inside your eyes
Let its fierceness and tenderness hold you
Let its vastness be undisguised in all your days
~Excerpt from "Blessing for a Wedding" by Jane Hirschfield

I just love what Noelle said about your haiku. Like Ramesh, I'm not exactly sure of the emotions you were feeling when walking by a poppy field, but given it is your anniversary (happy, happy), the word opium (Noelle's delirium) somehow seems key.
Anonymous said…
LOVE the idea of "... too many years to count.." heavenly sorta love where one is overwhelmed and mezzmerized by that love in a field of poppies... is it sorta like in the wizard of oz when they all were running toward reaching their goal and suddenly felt a feeling.... oh yeah!!!

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