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Your latte ready
and cooling on the black tray
makes my brown ice melt.
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No Word Comes Near Enough
The English language has its limits. I learned this when I became a student of the Bible and looked up the Greek and Hebrew definitions behind the Scriptures I loved. Some languages have so much more depth and power than the one I use to convey my thoughts. But, even so, I don't think any word could ever come close to describing this void and pain I am journeying through. I don't know how to swim through its murky waters.
By Shirley Belk7 days ago in Poets
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I can't drink lattes, but those...look REAL good! Super perspective for a "Now" moment haiku. Best of luck with the challenge!
Yum! hope youve entered this into the haiku of now challenge! sweet and romantic but also witty! lovely, Kera!
They look sooo yummyyyyy!