Wherein may be found the occasional trills of the unreknowned Köy Deli.
For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two; After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.
A dog 'running' in his dreams is one with which we are all familiar - not too much of a surprise therefore to find the familiar image has been similarly phrased in someone else's older haiku:
A dog 'running' in his dreams is one with which we are all familiar - not too much of a surprise therefore to find the familiar image has been similarly phrased in someone else's older haiku:
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humid night -
the old dog runs
in his sleep
sheila windsor
(Thank you to Tzetzka Ilieva for bringing this haiku to my attention).