I've done my share of cutting and chopping firewood. There comes a point in the process, if the day is not too cold, when you start shedding layers of clothing---even the flannel shirt!
__And >rests< stands out to me, at least the flannel shirt is at rest... and then the fire. Nifty haiku scene, Jenn! (I leave in comment, an echo your verse inspired)
one more log we rest at this night's fire a dull axe
Very delicately and nicely done.
ReplyDeletehmmm...you have me wondering where the owner of that shirt is...very nicely written.
ReplyDeleteI can smell the fire, lovely write and now have the irrestible urge to light a fire and put on my flannel.
ReplyDeleteI've done my share of cutting and chopping firewood. There comes a point in the process, if the day is not too cold, when you start shedding layers of clothing---even the flannel shirt!
ReplyDeleteCutting Winter Wood
__And >rests< stands out to me, at least the flannel shirt is at rest... and then the fire. Nifty haiku scene, Jenn! (I leave in comment, an echo your verse inspired)
ReplyDeleteone more log
we rest at this night's fire
a dull axe
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You say so much with just a few choice words!
ReplyDeletethe delicious possibilities are endless...;)
ReplyDeleteTerrific senryu which leaves much to the imagination ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
Very nice -- the essence of autumn :)
ReplyDeleteYou have sketched an image that conjures forth so much. Lovely haiku.
ReplyDeleteI like how every word is selectively chosen.. like the word rests.. a flannel shirt? ,, such a great image that paint..
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