summer haiku, #11

waiting for hours
wet at first, in the cold dark
just to be gulped down

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3 comments:

Bonnie said...

Wow, I remember the first time I wrote a haiku.
This one is beautiful.

scatterhaiku said...

@bonnie: i'm glad you liked it. :) thanks for dropping by.

Lahari Chatterji said...

Thanks for visiting my blog.
The magic of this poem lies in that it can be interpreted in different ways.