taste of summer (haibun)

© Clr'15
© Clr’15

Sitting at the picnic table near the chip wagon, she sprinkled vinegar and salt on her fries.     Taking that first bite of her fry was delightful.  Another bite and she winced at the slight burning sensation on her lip. Salt can do that but no matter how unhealthy they say it is, she could not go without salt on French fries.

She remembered when she was a child playing kick the can with friends in the summer.  Her mom would call her in when it got dark and she was all sweaty.  She loved the taste of salt on her arm.

chaleur torride
sueur luisante
goût d’été

sweltering heat
sweat glistens
taste of summer

They met on the beach.  It felt so natural.  They walked hand in hand as the sun was slowly dipping in the horizon.  The tide was out. How delicious to feel the cool sand between their toes as they walked what seemed, forever.

taste of sunset,
waves roll in softly,
salt on her lips

© Tournesol ’15

Haiku Horizons “salt”

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