Tuesday, January 25, 2011

conciousness

Sunset at shoreline
roaring even after dark
sunrise's story.
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10 comments:

  1. Brian MillerJanuary 25, 2011 at 8:58 AM

    love falling asleep to that roar...like a bed time story...

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  2. TALONJanuary 25, 2011 at 9:22 AM

    The sound of the waves - a gorgeous lullaby. And a stunning haiku and photograph!

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  3. moondustwriterJanuary 25, 2011 at 1:02 PM

    ahhhh - I'm home sleeping or awakening to the roar

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  4. ShadowJanuary 25, 2011 at 11:09 PM

    the consciousness never rests...

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  5. the walking manJanuary 26, 2011 at 4:46 AM

    The next day storytelling may actually be where the action is.

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  6. HirutaJanuary 26, 2011 at 4:48 AM

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  7. HirutaJanuary 26, 2011 at 4:34 PM

    Excellent, Dianne san!

    The sun rose again this morning after yesterday's daydream to hear the roaring at the beautiful shoreline.

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  8. MagyarJanuary 28, 2011 at 5:44 PM

    __Ah... sunrise and sunset, called by the tides; a never ending droan.

    Lovely thought Dianne1 )m

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  9. RuthFebruary 1, 2011 at 3:15 AM

    Very nice cyclical movement here. Lovely.

    So nice to meet you!

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  10. HirutaFebruary 2, 2011 at 2:10 AM

    Ruth-san, thank you for your nice comment!

    I have just appreciated haiku again.

    So nice to meet you,too!

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