Haiku Sunday (29-30)

Desert Dunes

Centuries of secrets,
Dark nomadic whisperings,
Kept in the desert.

Breezes shift the sand
Serpentining by moonlight,
forming brand new dunes.

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Author: Lea

Whether it's fine dining on discourse or nibbling on morsels of delectable villanelles, I appreciate good company, good wine, and a stunning backdrop. I am a mom, tiny houser, vegetarian (flirting with veganism), and a minimalist. I'm a wild woman in a mad world and an explorer of the unexpected.

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