41

big sur

nervously watching
the fragile Big Sur hills –
and all that ocean below!

*

fog curls
snaking over the roadway:
i taste salt

Written for Seeds & Sand, a daily haiku prompt:

March 8, 2018: Highway One

and shared with Rebecca’s Haiku My Heart

http://corazon.typepad.com/

4 thoughts on “41”

    1. I felt like the place changed my DNA somehow … it’s hard to explain … but I wish i were there right now. πŸ™‚
      Namaste,

      Jen / aka YarrowHill / aka Paloma.

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