Three Untitled Haiku - January 30, 2024

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Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge #499

words: dream and fever 

I couldn't pick just one!


in my fevered dreams

we press each other closely,

dancing, 'til I wake 


lost in fevered dreams 

I so wish to never wake 

and face your absence 


my fever talking 

I dream you are by my side

awake I am lost  

©2024 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved


#haiku #ronovanswrites #weeklypoetryprompt #syllabicpoetry #japanesepoetryform 



Comments

  1. willowdot21February 1, 2024 at 4:51 AM

    Well we had similar reactions to the words. Where you expanded to three verses I stuck to one šŸ’œšŸ’œ well done you it's great šŸ’œ

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  2. Magaly GuerreroFebruary 2, 2024 at 10:50 AM

    Sensual, bittersweet, and totally stunning. I can feel the love and (the fear of) loss.

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