This swing lies forlorn
Begging for childhood laughter
In trees, Robins sing
(#Haiku)
©Vivian Zems
This swing lies forlorn
Begging for childhood laughter
In trees, Robins sing
(#Haiku)
©Vivian Zems
Mum, author and dentist is how I describe myself. I love creating pictures from words. Sometimes a painter, other times a weaver- words are my tool; trying to create something beautiful. When I was nine, my dad introduced me to audio books. I was hooked. With his guidance, I fell into a world where words became life simply by weaving them together. So here I am, living out my passion- reading and writing! Enjoy the ride with me 😁😁
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November 22, 2017 at 2:32 am
“Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.”
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November 22, 2017 at 6:12 pm
Thanks, Mihran 😊
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November 22, 2017 at 5:37 am
so pointed & enigmatic alike, bravo
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November 22, 2017 at 6:10 pm
Thanks 😊
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November 22, 2017 at 8:47 am
Love this. Simple but resonating.
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November 22, 2017 at 6:09 pm
Thank you!
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November 22, 2017 at 10:53 am
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #3: Vivian Zems’ latest haiku!
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November 22, 2017 at 5:55 pm
Thank you!
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November 22, 2017 at 6:18 pm
My pleasure! 😇
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November 22, 2017 at 9:16 pm
‘The swing lies forlorn’- you gave it emotion Vivian! Well done.
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November 24, 2017 at 10:57 am
Thanks, Linda 🙂
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