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I journey onwards
Encouraged by vapour trails
Scratching stripes through blue.
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By Scott Christenson🌴2 days ago in Humor
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Beautiful Haiku - Nicely Done!!
Ever on....lovely.
Why does this make me feel tired?
Rachel, this is so beautiful and paints such a wonderful picture!!
amazing
Ah vapor trails - you literally make me want to hop on a plane and jet off somewhere lovely. BRILL entry.
Lovely! First sky-ku entry I’ve read and already a high bar has been set
Oh, this is lovely. Well done.
Gorgeous! Paints such a picture!
I love this! Sort of like pursuing an ethereal bread crumb trail through the skies. I should have wrote my thoughts before reading Dharrsheena’s reflections, however.
Another beauty, chum, well done!
Very interesting!
Help, I truly need help. Tell me why did I think that the vapour trails were fart and they were scratching their butt through their striped blue underwear?! There's something very wrong with me, isn't there? But I loved your Haiku!
Hello 👋, this is nice. .