It was one of those days when being a duck would have seemed enough, because then I would have seen where the road was leading.
when being a duck…
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pressing the shutter release to take a picture and getting something else
I pressed the shutter release to capture the personality of the cacti: their funny shape always gives me the impression that they are little more than plants. But when I edited the photo, it was the tree towering behind them like a ghost that caught my eye. haiku
abandoned bottle
as if tossed into the sea
without a message
haiku
gray weather, one's wings
as cold as in December
turning to oneself but the wind
but the wind was gentle
hardly a wind
maybe a breeze
that tamed the sun
lengthened time
stretched, thickened,
behind my wings