Tuesday, December 15

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered ...

Photo: Ghost boat — © Shlomi Nissim

When you close your eyes

Twitching witching hours
midnight swings on frail hinges
nudging painted dreams


  1. Beautiful haiku. I can't decide which line I like best, since they layer together so nicely. I'm taking "Midnight swings on frail hinges" back to the manor with me.

    Ethereal photo. wow.

  2. You're certainly never at a loss for a kind word, willow. So glad you enjoyed it.

  3. Ahh, wonderful. I love, "nudging painted dreams." The photo goes so well with the mood.

  4. Lorenzo:

    I love that photo, it brings memories that almost bubble to the surface but prefer to stay unknown and mysterious to me,

    you capture the shadow, you dance with the essence -- you stand in the middle of understanding the soul of the ship.


    Cannot pull up your recent blog about nine things before breakfast?


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