Category: haikai
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#WaybackWednesday 11/22/2017 … on restless reflections #haibun #haiku #poetry
Author’s Note: my cousin dies in a motorcycle accident some years ago. This haibun reflects the events of the day after his funeral. Restless Day After A Nickelodeon version of Cinderella plays in the family room. Bella, our neighbor’s golden retriever, barks at a passing dog and walker. The pine-scented aroma from our…
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Transforming Encounters: a #haibun through other eyes #haiku #poetry
A roar. My rear legs step back. But I’m half out of the brush. Curious. What approaches? A man. Seated on what makes the thunder. An “ATV,” I’ve heard humans say. Our eyes meet. I half-step back. He stares, but he comes no closer. I almost smile. Can he possibly know how…
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A #Thanksgiving remembered #haibun #haiku #poetry
Thanksgiving Weekend 2012 Thanksgiving Day, November 22nd Another wave of sickness strikes. I’m on my knees over the master bath toilet. Orange-and-brown bile fills water and stains the porcelain rim, along with the painted walls and freshly-washed tile. Blackness. A slow awakening, questions. How did I get here? Why did I wake up in…
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#Tanka Tuesday 11/21/17…of Stags, Gratitude, and the Challenge of family #haiku #poetry
‘…by water among the trees The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh’ —W.B. Yeats November morning A grown stag, his doe, their fawns graze near the water my gratitude for the challenge of raising my family for Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-one, Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry challenge–Thanks and Family and…
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Monoku Monday 11/20/17…#haiku #poetry
Autumn chill too much fatigue for this haiku
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Our Standing Ground… a #haibun #quadrille for .@dVersePoets
Where is our root? On shifting fashions, like that house built on sand, awaiting the tumolt and inevitable ruin? Or on authentic sense, that citadel founded on rock, indifferent to buffeting winds and punishing waters? autumn rain a swollen brook eroding a well-worn rock Mish hosts dVerse Poets Pub’s Quadrille…
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A #tanka for A Year with Yeats: Day Twenty #haiku #poetry
A faerie Queen, Wikimedia Commons out of the dark air over her head there came A murmur of soft words and meeting lips.’—W.B. Yeats falling rain soft whispers and kisses in the dark signs of a peace I haven’t earned For Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty
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#Haikai Challenge #8 (11/19/17) #haiku #senryu #tanka #haibun
“Bellagio Decoration: Thanksgiving”, Marcho Verch, Wikimedia Commons Thank you for last week’s Birthday well-wishes. I appreciate it! Congratulations to last week’s participants! Jilly- Heart Protector qbit- Haiku-Veteran’s Day revivedwriter- Veteran Charley- A Veteran Walks Away -Xenia- haibun-Remembrance Day Onward! This Thursday, The United States celebrates Thanksgiving. As Autumn progresses…
