Stone walls with white mold

fresh damp slowly growing old

cold silent blanket.


Written for A Haiku A Day


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3 Responses to Blanket

  1. dsnake1 says:

    this is good. this may not be a physical blanket but a metaphorical one. i am picturing a bare, prison cell. 🙂

  2. howanxious says:

    Cold silent blanket… Very chilling. Creates a really desolate image.

  3. Gillena Cox says:

    all the images resonate well throughout

    much love…

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