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haiku of now

By Kristen BalyeatPublished about 12 hours ago • 1 min read

Photo by Nicole Anne Pandacan on Unsplash

the sea pulls back its

foamy curtain—shells glisten—

surf veils them once more

Haiku

About the Creator

Kristen Balyeat

Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.

Also, i love you:)

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Luke Haymonsabout 5 hours ago
Gorgeousness 🌊
Archery Owl about 8 hours ago
Lovely
Mo Darasiabout 12 hours ago
Great haiku Kristen 😁
Sara Wilsonabout 12 hours ago
This is stunning. 🩵
Paul Stewartabout 12 hours ago
Ooh love this, lass
Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 12 hours ago
beautiful

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