buzzing high (haibun)

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haibun, Haiku 1 Minute

He read the pink note again she had given him in math class. He hurriedly stuffed it in his pocket and walked home with a goofy grin.

mind buzzing
butterflies in his tummy
drunk on love

(c) Tournesol’15

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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com

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15 thoughts on “buzzing high (haibun)”

      1. Ah … a late starter … my youngest son had his first love at four … a curly top Shirley Temple sort of girl 😉

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