Confused and tardy
striving high through glaucous spires
risking a death chill.
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Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Confused and tardy
striving high through glaucous spires
risking a death chill.
Lucid Gypsy 
I love Thursdays. Glorious photos and haiku from you at the end of my day. This is a visual and verbal triumph, my dear friend.
Such stunning flowers Gilly! When it comes to Haiku, you are definitely a master at it. 😀 ♥
Such a beauty to be taking such a risk! Hugs Gilly x
You are definitely Queen of the Haiku! Lovely flowers… 🙂
Brilliant Haiku and photo to go with it Gilly 🙂
LOL … I was reading your haiku and dots appeared. I thought something was wrong with my eyes. Then, I realized it’s snow. Too funny …
Your haiku is perfection. I learned a new word from you today – glaucous. I had to look it up. My vocabulary has expanded through your words. Great photograph too.
Issy 😎
Fantastic, Gilly. I love your use of the word ‘glaucous’. 🙂
Stunning photo, and your haiku is perfect for it. Very rich.
Doubly brilliant. 🙂
S.p.e.c.t.a.c.u.l.a.r. ❤ ❤ ❤
Beautiful Gilly
another great duo…haiku and flower (really cool flower)
WHERE do you pull your words from so easily to give such great descriptive haiku!!
The photography of your glaucous blooms is sensational —such precision of their parts.
Love it Gilly!