Saturday, November 17, 2012

True Blue Haiku: Mushroom.

I'll perish alone
My blood will Mushroom and spill
On some obscure hill.

(c) 2012 Windsmoke.

10 comments:

Joanne Noragon said...

Hmmm...Dying of mushrooming blood syndrom? This one made me chuckle. Fortunately you will recover in time for next week's haiku.

Cloudia said...

so shall we all - relaxing!



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River said...

My mind must be wandering. I was thinking, but mushrooms don't bleed!

I don't like the thought of dying alone.

Beach Bum said...

Dark and foreboding but very well done!

Ygraine said...

Not a premonition, I hope?
Hehe :D

PerthDailyPhoto said...

I hope not Windsmoke!!

Annmarie Pipa said...

happens to everyone of us.

LifeRamblings said...

sad and alone,
empty and cold but i'm sure you'll get back on your feet again.

Lynn Proctor said...

straight to the point---nice one

Windsmoke. said...

G' Day JOANNE & LIFE RAMBLINGS: Sure will.

G' Day CLOUDIA: Relaxing is fun, cheers.

G' Day RIVER: I don't like the thought of dying at all.

G' Day BEACH BUM: Certainly is.

G' Day YGRAINE: I hope its not either.

G' Day GRACE: Me to.

G' Day ANNMARIE: I reckon when your time is up, your time is up and there's not much ya can do about it.

G' Day LYNN: I'm stoked you liked it.