Originally posted on the other bunny: At the end of the string I am holding there is a cloud. I walk a puddle on a lead. Above my head dark balloons gather. Soon it will rain cats and dogs. thunderhead— clay dolls in children’s tombs  Alan Peat & Réka Nyitrai

Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: These three tanka are reprinted with permission from an’ya’s  book, “Tanka Tree Rings,” published in 2014.   she’s not far away whenever I can hear my wind chime . . . it blows in the same breeze that tangles her brunette hair     a flock of birds…

Originally posted on Tidbits by Shannon: A fun word from our June NaHaiWriMo prompter: glitch. And here’s a brief but informative trundle along the paths where this word originated from Brewminate: A Bold Blend of News and Ideas which inspired the following haiku: time stutters – almond tree blossoms miss their grand debut

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 流れゆく水に声あり夏料理　　　角川春樹 nagareyuku mizu ni koe ari natsu-ryôri ??????????? running water ??????????? has a voice… ??????????? summer dishes ??????????????????????????????????????????????? Haruki Kadokawa from Haiku Dai-Saijiki (Comprehensive Haiku Saijiki), Kadokawa Shoten, Tokyo, 2006

Originally posted on Magical Mystical Teacher: 1. Crimson hollyhocks, how many names of wild things hide in your blossoms? ? 2. The peony’s death happened not in a moment, for the drought was deep. ? 3. A little girl waves at some honeysuckle vines shaking in the wind. ? 4. This apricot’s flesh, sweeter than…

Originally posted on Peter Frankis writes: white-black-white all night  dust devils across the veldt wind beats the screendoor windowpanes zebras herd nickering dreams rattled Image: Game on the High Veldt – illustration from Oates, F. Matabele Land and the Victoria Falls, A Naturalist’s Wanderings in the Interior of South Africa (1889), Kegan, Paul Tench &…