Grandfather’s garden
I pick peony petals
fading on dry soil
Grandfather’s garden
haven of childhood summers
no clouds in the sky
I pick peony petals
silky frills of deep cerise
my secret friends
fading on dry soil
distant memories and tears
his watering can
Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2019

My response to Carpe Diem #1726 Peony (troiku)
Today’s flower isn’t a wild one, but it is a summer one that comes in many varieties. Our challenge is to create haiku about peonies and then create troiku with them.
Great poem Kim!
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A lovely Troiku Kim filled with luscious memories.
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Thank you, Linda.
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So poignant. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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Lovely childhiid memories.
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Thank you!
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Awe…how Lovely and So Sad at the same time. (@—>—)
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🙂
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