Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

High Noon: A Haiku

on April 6, 2015

Once I loved high noon.
Hot sun bronzed my winter face
Wrinkles now attest.

13 responses to “High Noon: A Haiku

  1. But they also attest to the many wonderful experiences you’ve had 🙂

  2. I of July says:

    you have a way of showing and telling… so smart… don’t forget your sunscreen 🙂

  3. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks for your comment. 🙂 I wear sunscreen every day in my skin moisturizer, though it’s more fun to be tanned.

  4. You cleverly describe the skin’s changes here. So much you say in few words!

  5. tomrains says:

    I love haiku. You earned a follow from me! 😉

  6. Ah — wish those wrinkles wouldn’t attest. Enjoying your poems. =)

  7. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks. I’m happy to know you enjoy my poems. 🙂

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