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Sunday, November 09, 2014

November 9, 2014

deep in the woods
leaves drifting over
what used to be a wall


Blogger Magyar said...

... or floating down the river toward another goal.
__Two recent, and nifty posts here Bill! _m

9:03 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, Doug. I wrote this (based on a past experience) within the last few days, then the Sunday morning paper reminded me that today marks the 30th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. There is no actual connection between the two, but perhaps an imaginative one?

9:26 AM  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Nice one Bill, no more wall, just the option to mix and mingle, really something worth remembering in haiku

Have a nice Sunday

Much love...

11:16 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Pardon my copying error. That should be "25th anniversary."

Thanks, Gillena. Something there is that doesn't love a wall.

5:04 PM  
Blogger haiku-shelf said...

"...over...a wall"

Well, a lot of thoughts these days about a wall which brought death, tears.

My first visit of the town Berlin was in autumn 1998 -- the wall was history then ... Leaves ... rest of the wall ... A lot of thoughts ...

10:19 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

this really resonates with me, the area of woodland along the Water of Leith which I look after as a volunteer, is full of the remains of old mills which are now in many cases little more than small piles of bricks covered in autumn leaves and ivy

10:43 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks for sharing the memory, Angelika.

And, Juliet, thanks for sharing the experience.

I'm glad it works for both of you in such different contexts.

7:30 AM  

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