always shed a tear
to the first sunset of spring
seldom for a wine
always shed a tear to the first sunset of spring
to the first sunset of spring seldom for a wine
Sunset over Sandringham harbour on the first of September. Beats a glass of wine any day?
This is my serious contribution to Ronovan’s weekly haiku prompt challenge. To see an amazing range of artistic haiku plus more visit this link
On a lighter note of haiku this is my memory of a very expensive drink of wine
drifting down my throat
dream like tears of consciousness
grange hermitage wine
drifting down my throat dream like tears of consciousness
dream like tears of consciousness grange hermitage wine
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