ah, my new vines popped out in autumn....today is actually my youngest birthday...and five days from now it is my oldests...and last weekend was my wifes...but it is def the time of year i dont mind a bit of loving...smiles
I know this poem is close to your heart, LaTonya. I was a September baby and so was Riley, but the watering of the vines continues for your daughter. LOVE the image you chose. Truly a reminder of sisterhood. Peace, Amy
ah, my new vines popped out in autumn....today is actually my youngest birthday...and five days from now it is my oldests...and last weekend was my wifes...but it is def the time of year i dont mind a bit of loving...smiles
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ReplyDeleteLove birthdays for little ones. My youngest turned 18 on Thursday. Miss our chats.
ReplyDeletewonderful autumn vines.......great haiku
ReplyDeletegiving birth is painful but the joy after it is amazing
ReplyDeleteCool picture. I've always thought that pregnant ladies are beauties.
ReplyDeleteI felt very beautiful pregnant. I found the image striking.
DeleteNicely written haiku LaTonya ... thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI love the whole idea of the earth as womb, watering new vines.......
ReplyDeleteThis is a great haiku.. talks and give a message...
ReplyDeleteEXCELLENT haiku!
ReplyDelete"womb waters new vines" - amazing image
ReplyDeletewith a few strokes you unveil much
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sentiments.
ReplyDeleteI love all the sounds you have infused in the lines of the haiku. The images and textures are very appealing to the senses.
ReplyDelete...Womb waters new vines...
ReplyDeleteBEST line I've read today. Wonderful.
So very lovely...words and image.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully written.
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Well, pregnant with poems... still beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image here, La Tonya
ReplyDeleteProtects and nurtures. There is a reason she's called Mother Earth. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMy mother never told me about this.
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beautiful... so much spoken in these few lines.
ReplyDeleteThank you all. Kerry, I lean into sound. Always nice to hear others' something, too.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
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I know this poem is close to your heart, LaTonya. I was a September baby and so was Riley, but the watering of the vines continues for your daughter. LOVE the image you chose. Truly a reminder of sisterhood. Peace, Amy
ReplyDeleteNot much I can say that hasn't already been said! Loved it, and it pairs so beautifully with the image!
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