Buoy, Uninterrupted
A haiku inspired by a small round red buoy on Hollingworth Lake, Greater Manchester.
By Caroline JanePublished 7 months ago • 1 min read
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Photograph by Author taken at Hollingworth Lake.
Amaranthine Buoy,
apricity soaks. Long... gold...
kisses of winter.
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About the Creator
Caroline Jane
Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
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Comments (14)
Such a peaceful scene, thank you! ☺️
I love this, and the new word!
I also had to look up both words lol which I’m really glad I did. Great Haiku!!!
Eventually it was a lovely haiku. Let me explain. I had to look up amaranthine and apricity. I've learned two new words today. Thank you.
gorgeous work Caroline!!! BRAVO! 👏🏾👏🏾
Sweet!!! Loved it!!!💕❤️❤️
Lovely words
Lovely nature poem!!!💕❤️❤️A reminder of nature's strength.
Apricity always seemed like a pretty name for a girl. Lol. Loved your Haiku!
Love the play on the title.
Second time I've come across apricity today. Sadly on the page, rather than the flesh.
Oh my. This is beautiful. Very well done.
So sensual and beauifully done. Shivers over here x 🤍
Title brought me in; apricity kept me here... A very sweet moment in three lines...