Mountains at Sunset

An instant haiku inspired by gorgeousness

Photo copyright of Jenine Bsharah Baines

Mountains bloom roses
No thorns but petaled prisms
Crossdressing with sky

©Jenine Bsharah Baines 2020

I was driving yesterday around 4:30 p.m. when I glanced to my left and gasped. The mountains were this amazing shade of pinkish brown red.

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Retired publicist with a passion. “There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it.” Gustave Flaubert.

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Jenine Bsharah Baines

Jenine Bsharah Baines

Retired publicist with a passion. “There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it.” Gustave Flaubert.

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