‘neath snowy blanket
old home slumbers peacefully
dreams of coming spring
©️2023 jai
haiku
Hibernation
On the Fringe of Darkness
by jai
‘neath snowy blanket
old home slumbers peacefully
dreams of coming spring
©️2023 jai
haiku
On the Fringe of Darkness 
I like this very much!
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Thank you, Dawn. 🙂
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Wow… I love your painting Jai❤️
though your words more😋
so very grand 🤍
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Thank you, Destiny. Painting is a fairly new endeavor, but I’ve been writing for years. 💜🙂
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Both are awesome 😊
Always a pleasure, Jai🤍
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A double “thank you”, Destiny. 😊
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😁🤗
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I can feel myself sheltered there, all snug, with a pantry full of my home canned goods. ❤️
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And I can picture you there, Sister. ❤️
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Excellent work on both pieces of art!
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Thank you, Bartholomew. 🙂💜
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Timeless. Love the art and the poetry and how well they complement each other. 🖤
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So funny. Just realized this is part of your new “Out Of My Groove” section. It also works weaved in with your other works. Sometimes I have to feel the light so that I can again revel in the darkness. I’m glad you connected both sections; I’m not always so observant and might’ve missed out. 🖤💀
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I suppose a bit of light doesn’t do any harm. And I didn’t want to hurt the “feel good” poems by leaving them out. Poems are funny that way—can get into a real snit if not included. 🤣🖤
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Thank you, Rann. When I paint a picture, ofttimes, a little poem springs to mind to go with it. And strangely, most of my “painting” poems aren’t dark. Go figure. 🖤
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