Monday, 18 May 2015

Fear

on wooden shoes
the farmer ploughs his fields
a sea of tulips

Chevrefeuille

on wooden shoes
the vandal crushes the flowers
beauty his greatest fear

5 comments:

  1. I think you're right: When we fear beauty, we tend to destroy it.

    A Summer Mountain

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  2. I really like your take on this one.

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  3. Nicely done .. though a sad conclusion.

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  4. What a shame trembling the colorfull flowers, because he doesn't like beauty. Strong haiku Cressida. I think there is even a deeper layer in this one ...

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