Global warming, haiku, hot, Life, Personal, Poetry, Truth, weather
July 8, 2008 at 11:43 pm
Awesome as always. I am back – and I’m not stinky.
Well not all of the time…
Thanks for keeping up with me, it means so much.
No worries, mate.
Hey, where’s the air freshener? 😉
July 8, 2008 at 11:51 pm
sun slips into night
red bleeding blackened twilight
I absolutely love a “comment haiku”, especially if it’s a nice one, and it is.
Very, very nice, Dolce
July 9, 2008 at 11:02 am
lovely. colors paint wonderful words.
A comment that makes me smile. Wonderful.
July 10, 2008 at 1:10 am
Awesome haiku ~m. Wherever do you find such great pictures? Are you an artist behind the lense too?
Nah. Google images. Though I’m probably breaking every copyright law in the book.
July 10, 2008 at 5:11 pm
Great title, great poem and absolutely gorgeous picture!
Tanks, kiddo . . .
July 11, 2008 at 11:41 am
You burned your butt, didncha?
Maybe more than that. But I’ll never tell . . . 😉
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