bottles in the window

The Window Sill

on the window sill
bottles sitting in echoes
memories — not dust

bottles in the window
Looking out of the dawn-cooled sunroom at Uncle’s house; it’s filled with his paintings and hand-set mosaics, as well as curios and artefacts he’s gathered over decades. These beautiful antique bottles, hold living memories, not dust.
Haiku, Poetry, Senryu, , ,

Written by Melinda J. Irvine

Melinda J. Irvine is a professional writer, small business owner, and daily blogger — helping real people like you find their voice and share their burning message with the world (and their employees). In her spare time, Mel is busy building (and writing) a free online learning centre for the marginalised kids of Estancia, Philippines.

2 comments

    1. I’ll tell him you said hello. It was awesome to spend some time together. 6 days until I go back, I don’t think I’ll come for 6 weeks again (unless Jerry is with me, it’s too long to be away from him).

      mxx

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