Saturday, May 28, 2011

small stone #7

strange tree,
your flowers look like
badminton birdies.
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  1. AnonymousJune 2, 2011 at 8:26 AM

    Cute stuff! hehe :D

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  2. PurviJune 2, 2011 at 8:27 AM

    Puplumages is Purvi :)
    I am from ~
    http://puplumages.wordpress.com/2011/05/27/laments-on-the-loss-of-love/

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  3. bttrflyscarJune 2, 2011 at 10:31 AM

    hello! and thanks for the read.

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  4. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJune 2, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    very compact and clever.

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  5. AnonymousJune 2, 2011 at 12:28 PM

    :) Sweet poem!

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  6. AnonymousJune 2, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    A simple precise thought, nice

    http://mrblaque78.wordpress.com/2011/05/26/essences-of-a-lonely-heart/

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  7. AnonymousJune 3, 2011 at 12:22 AM

    Lovely simple [poem.
    Nice.

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  8. AnonymousJune 3, 2011 at 6:16 AM

    simple yet effective. great image!

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  9. bttrflyscarJune 3, 2011 at 6:52 AM

    :)

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  10. AnonymousJune 3, 2011 at 7:13 AM

    Your haiku makes me smile =)

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  11. bttrflyscarJune 3, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    I'm glad it makes you smile, but it's not a haiku~ lol

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  12. AnonymousJune 6, 2011 at 3:18 PM

    Simple thought but it brought me a cute image plus a smile.

    Happy Rally!

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