Month: March 2018
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forgotten
Originally posted on Project words: forgotten frost the sparrow’s footprints sparkle ? ? ? ? ? ?
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Haiga, Haiku & #16: Silver Stories & March NaHaiWriMo 2018
Originally posted on A 19 Planets Art Blog 2010/2024: * grandmother polishing the silver Easter * chrome silver still the steady drip of a faucet * for March Prompt #16 NaHaiWriMo 3-16-2018 * Angie Werren March 16 — silver *
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forgotten voices . . . (two tanka)
Originally posted on A Poet in Time: ? ? ? ?
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An Exodus from the Cave: a #freeverse Friday (3/16/18) #writephoto #haibun
A rush of wind. The aroma of evergreen and fresh grass. A sudden urge to move for the first time in how many lifetimes? And the first movement is always the hardest. Searing sunlight. Nearly two millenia in darkness burned away in a moment. Granite slabs like palace steps, looking so much more weatherworn…
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Wet rain
Originally posted on Haiku out of Africa: living like water ~ we flow into crevices ~ unexplored before — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
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16 March
Originally posted on Haiku Three Six Five. : So, wanting space I go incommunicado – the whisper of rain.
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Memoir
#Haiku Happenings #8: Barbara Kaufman’s latest #haiga!
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International Women’s Haiku Festival: Two Haiku by Eleonore Nickolay
Photo: Christian Kadluba/Creative Commons/Flickr German poet Eleonore Nickolay explores the end of cellulite and the sorrowful end of a pregnancy in two rich haiku. early summer an ad announces the end of cellulite Are we really that desperate for Photoshop bodies that we would believe an ad announcing the end of cellulite? The ad suggests…
Frank J. Tassone 