Rain, no snow
Life as a depressed mushroom - A Haiku
By Susan Fourtané Published about a month ago • 1 min read
Photo: Susan Fourtane
Rain drops fall non-stop
I am a depressed mushroom
Only rain, no snow.
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Susan Fourtané
Susan Fourtané is a Science and Technology Journalist, a professional writer with over 18 years experience writing for global media and industry publications. She's a member of the ABSW, WFSJ, Society of Authors, and London Press Club.
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How I feel on Vocal at the moment, wonderfully formed words.
Nicely written! I hope that the rain tap dances it's way back into the picture soon! Hugs 2 u
Loved the analogy, Susan.
Aah! I'm sad for you if this is an analogy. If this is not analogy and is about a *real* sad mushroom (or toadstool), I have no sympathy. I loathe mushrooms and will not allow them on my pizzas. 🤷😉 Very cool photo you took! ⚡💙Bill⚡
I wonder if that mushroom is edible. Loved your photo and poem!