
I am not claiming to have a gift,
to be the one sought out
by enchanted beings,
but can anyone else see
the crab in the leaves
peering at me?
Clearly, he has a message,
to have crossed the busy street
from the beach;
does Titan need me
to immediately return to sea?
I hope all is well.
I get up close
to my crustacean friend.
I listen with my eyes
and take heart
to what he’s said…
misplaced habitat
red crab stares from the bushes
nets my attention
ooh, i see it and love your words
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😃
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Very cool capture!
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Thanks, VJ! 💕
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Welcome
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Definitely a crab and a beautiful poem. 🥰
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Wonderful words and your haiku finishes the poem perfectly, Laura ~ thanks for sharing & have a nice week ahead 😊🌹
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Thank you, Phil. Always appreciate your roses. 💛
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It’s my pleasure, Laura ~ you’re an excellent poet & I enjoy your work 😍
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☺️🤗
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