Tremble and Tendril | Haiku

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Morning folks,

A couple of spring/summer haiku…

Tremble

Desiccated strands

Of husk-dry wheat. Wind-trembled,

Fizzing under sun.

Tendril

Last piquant light

Of a low-slung, reaching sun.

Tendrilled warmth retreats.

*Thanks for reading, folks. Images courtesy of Pexels and Pickpic . My recent short stories include ‘Wean’s Crabbit‘ and ‘Frost and Fight‘.

Matthew Richardson is a writer of short stories. His work has featured in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Penny Shorts, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, Cafelit, Best MicroFiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, The Wild Word, and Shooter magazine. He is a doctoral student at the University of Dundee, a lucky husband, and a proud father. He blogs at www.matthewjrichardson.com and tweets at https://twitter.com/mjrichardso0

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Published by Matthew J. Richardson

Words in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Fiction Junkies, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, CafeLit, Best Microfiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, and Shooter.

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