Slow night
drive, the passing smell
of steak.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
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Slow night
drive, the passing smell
of steak.
Ken Wagner on Haiku Habits
Filed under Haiku Poems About Night
Made me remember and write down my seeing of a haiku written by Issa
Smell of broiled eels!
How would it have conquered you,
Just how, plum blossoms!?
Ken,
I like your blog. And thanks so much for your lovely comment on my blog.
kami haiku
Yes, I am enjoying the company of mixed company of friends, eels, and plum blossoms.
Welcome, Judy. I have just recently discovered your blog – and quickly subscribed!
This makes one hungry…
looking at food
I see nirvana
haikuing dried up
Mmm… I loved this! Definitely set off a few memories in my brain… Made my nose feel funny as if I could almost smell that steak!
Ah, the pleasures of virtual sensation.
The eternal question – Where’s the Beef?
The eternal hope – 100% Real Beef.
A real treat! enjoyed it.
(i came over from gautami’s)
Thanks, dsnake1. Poems should stick to the bones, no?