Driving to their summer cottage in July along that long twisting road filled vacationers with such excitement and promise. A year older since last summer, the girls and boys have blossomed, each with varied agenda…some fulfilling romantic dreams, others realizing hormonal packed fantasies…
winding road
summer’s burgeoning fruits
ripen in time
plucked under a full moon
succulent sighs trickle
their last kiss lingers
haunting the winding road home
September adieus
©Tournesol’17/09/28
Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s prompt “winding road’.
Inspired by Kim’s haiku:
magic woolen yarn
leading us back to winter
the winding road home
©Kim M. Russell’17
Love ” plucked under a full moon
succulent sighs trickle”, such memories, lol!!
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I think we still sigh and smile decades later of those memories:)
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For sure:)
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The prose is like looking at a photo album, Cheryl, a reminder of happy days – and then the poignant September adieus. I love the lines:
‘plucked under a full moon
succulent sighs trickle’ –
just a hint and then their last kiss haunts the winding road home – beautifully subtle.
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Thanks so much. I had the prose in my mind but was stuck until I saw your haiku…your line of winter coming. I did not know the July full moon is also called a buck moon…how appropriate it, eh? [chuckles]
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plucked under a full moon
succulent sighs trickle
How nice and romantically inclined this seems to be!
Hank
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Thanks, Hank, that winding road reminded me of going to summer camps and cottages as a teenager. Kim’s haiku about winter coming motivated me to write about that.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #8: Cheryl Lynn Roberts presents her latest #haibun!
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Thank you, Frank, I am humbled for the reblog
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To quote George Tieke, Oh, my!
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