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January 20, 2019 V.J. Knutson creativity, nature, poetry, writing 19 comments

Water mimics sky,
withholds resplendence of blue,
dons a grey raincoat.

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poetryfromtheinkwell says:

January 20, 2019 at 12:49 pm

Love the personification and metaphor. Great shot, too.

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V.J. Knutson says:

January 20, 2019 at 12:50 pm

Thank you.

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1. poetryfromtheinkwell says:
  
  January 20, 2019 at 12:55 pm
  
  welcome
  
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my valiant soul says:

January 20, 2019 at 1:56 pm

That imagery.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 20, 2019 at 6:16 pm
  
  Thanks.
  
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Brian says:

January 20, 2019 at 8:05 pm

Delightful read. I grew up by the ocean and overcast or not, just envisioning the environment takes me home. Love the brevity of haiku in this piece. – B

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 20, 2019 at 9:04 pm
  
  Thanks, Brian.
  
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Solitaire says:

January 20, 2019 at 8:36 pm

What a beautiful haiku!❤️

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 20, 2019 at 9:05 pm
  
  Thank you.
  
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dalegreenearts says:

January 21, 2019 at 2:51 pm

This one is particularly lovely. I used to live near the ocean when I lived in North Carolina and it reminds me of that time.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 5:58 pm
  
  It never get olds, does it? Glad you liked it.
  
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thelonelyauthorblog says:

January 21, 2019 at 3:17 pm

Grey raincoat. Perfect words

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 6:00 pm
  
  Thank you.
  
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Charley says:

January 21, 2019 at 7:50 pm

Yeah, brrrrr! A worthy haiku, a beautifully taken shot — bring on summer!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 7:59 pm
  
  Thanks Charley – I am always game for summer.
  
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LuAnne Holder says:

January 23, 2019 at 6:44 pm

Perfect description.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 23, 2019 at 7:35 pm
  
  Thanks, LuAnne
  
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Lois Roelofs says:

January 25, 2019 at 11:17 pm

I love this gray shade of blue. Your poem captures the melancholy feel.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 26, 2019 at 2:44 am
  
  Thanks Lois
  
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