A sleeting splash
grazing the side window –
a blur of car rushing by
– James Steerforth ( © 2008 )
For One Single Impression’s Fleeting. Also a free contribution to Totally Optional Prompts.
your words are pulling me toward a season yet to come…a mundane moment given beauty!
Love all the s and sh sounds in here! I can hear tht splash! ood one!
Oh, that does happen! Good haiku!
…or was it a car?!
Thanks for this…
That sleeting feeling can cut strangely deep. Thanks for sharing this with OSI.
I could hear the ‘sound’ of this one as I read – delightful!
I like the way the type of memory in the title rhymes ao well with the sort of splash in the first line.
These moments unnerve me. You captured it just right.
This descritioin is so true. One I am glad I don’t have to experience.
I am not ready for that! Good poem, though.
The suddenness of the splash within the poem emphasizes the sound that you hear in the car. Very nice.
Thank you all so much for your comments on this fleeting splash of a poem!!!
Your poem makes me feel as if I were there.
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