On Wolfe Island we wander in a corn maze surrounded by towering tasseled grains,
guided from above by landmarks glistening in the sun.
lost in the corn field
wind turbines chart the sky
sunset crickets sing
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The first line of this poem was proposed by Chèvrefeuille in Carpe Diem’s Weekend Meditation #16. Chèvrefeuille also challenged us to write a troiku based on our “lost in the corn fields” haiku. That will follow in my next post.
©2018 Ontheland
This post caught my eye well done/
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Another Groovy scene.. 😎🥀
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