beige cornstalks rustle
as I breathe new musky scents
wafting in autumn air
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 123 Breathe&New
A week or two back I saw a field of dried cornstalks still standing in a field. It was this memory, though sans photo, that inspired my haiku for the blog hop at Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #123 Breathe&New.
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