Ergo, the Ogre

A large, sprawling oak tree with thick branches covered in green moss, surrounded by lush greenery in a natural setting.

Today at MLMM we have Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 7th 2018 the voice of the wind.

 

Autumn’s crisp, clean breeze

(lacking Spring’s hyperbole)

tells it like it is.

 

SusanWritesPrecise/ Susan Marie Shuman
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Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with two spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) and one husband. When she’s not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy, and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

5 responses to “The Truth”

  1. Somewhere Sea Avatar
    Somewhere Sea

    Very nicely done–I hadn’t thought about the difference between autumn and spring breezes :)

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    1. The Abject Muse Avatar
      The Abject Muse

      Thanks, Leslie. I hadn’t either. It was part of the writing prompt. Interesting idea, I thought.

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      1. Somewhere Sea Avatar
        Somewhere Sea

        Truly, it is interesting. And I suspected there was a deeper meaning in your poem, but my fatigued mind just grabbed for the obvious “breeze” :)

      2. The Abject Muse Avatar
        The Abject Muse

        Not really Leslie, but there should have been! :-)

      3. Somewhere Sea Avatar
        Somewhere Sea

        Ahhh…. :)

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