17 February 2024 (north wind)
Kristen Lindquist
north wind
a small raft of sea ducks
drops in a trough
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Filtering by Tag: waves
north wind
a small raft of sea ducks
drops in a trough
spindrift —
the rising swirl of gulls
in an eagle’s wake
a line of eider chicks
undulates with each swell
. . . following seas
high surf
the morning perfume
of the last wild rose
storm surge
gulls ride the waves
of thunder
winter walk on the jetty
a rogue wave
wets my legs
storm surge
the calls of the plover
diminish
island trail
walking into
the surf’s roar
staring into waves
even this beach stone
was once mud
high seas
disappearing :: reappearing
surf scoters
In the haiku class I’m teaching now, we discussed the potential use of a double colon. Kala Ramesh says,