Lake District (A Haiku)
ENDLESS ROLLING HILLS
SPECKLED WITH SMALL COTTAGES
STREAMS WINDING AROUND THEM
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readinpleasure replied:
vivid
December 18, 2012 at 9:37 am. Permalink.
carpetbeater replied:
rock rise
where fire once blazed,
ice then sculpted
and now water lays.
mom & dad courted & honeymooned in the Lake District. I was born in Maryport on the coast, and been back a couple of times. The longest stay was with sixth form Geography A-level class doing a lot of map reading, Geology and other things the teachers knew nothing about. I still have the slate and igneous rock on my window ledge collected as samples.
Does the above qualify as a haiku?
Happy new year.
December 28, 2012 at 3:08 pm. Permalink.