Sound of constant blows
Every morn at my window-
Woodpecker’s red plume.
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The Woodpecker Visits
Sound of constant blows
Every morn at my window-
Woodpecker’s red plume.
Copyright @ Goutam Dutta
suffering sappho!!!
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
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mostly poetry, miscellany
Mid Life on this Tiny Island. Singapore Daily Photos, Food, Books, Anxieties & My Travels
A whole lot in the mountains...A tad bit in the sea...deeper in the countryside...dwells a part of me.....A native of nowhere...i cant be tamed i'm free...always torn between two places...to be or not to be!
Politics. Humour. Stories. Philosophy. Poetry. And all in randomness within this universe and the next, because why not?
A world of books, poems and musings!
Finding the extra in the ordinary
Good lives on our one planet
EMBERS FROM SOMEONE DOGGEDLY TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF IT ALL...
Get lost in yourself and you'll find everything.
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Straight From My Heart 
Great haiku, this captures the challenge wonderfully.
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Well done, Goutam!
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Most welcome, Goutam! 😉
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