Originally posted on Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis: ©Peter zevenkleurenboogeen glimlach van de Scheppingin de luchtspiegel seven colours archbrings a bright Creation smilein Heaven’s mirror siebenfarbig lachtdie Schöpfung in das Gesichtdes Himmelspiegels arc en sept couleurssourire de la Créationau miroir du ciel sân kleuren bôgein glimkje fan’e Skeppingyn’e loftspegel

Originally posted on method two madness: time passesdust and bones hauntingechoed air For Frank Tassone’s #Haikai Challenge #193, and in memory of all those who fought and died in all of the world’s many wars. May we one day have no need to ask anyone for such a sacrifice.

#Haiku Happenings #4: Jules’ latest #haibun for my current #Haikai Challenge! Atmospheric Rhetoric? Little Red had not mistaken the Wolf’s big talk for truth. She’d offered the Woodsman a simple kitchen chair to set himself in, after he returned from dispatching the Wolf. “Grandmama, how often have we told you not to open the door…

Originally posted on Tao-Talk: Bones lie where they fell, bullets long buried silence –each Spring poppies bloom. Too many widowsstooped today, wilting at graves —mourning doves take flight. Uniformed, each Springthey march Main in Everytowntrying to forget.   image by Greg Cartmell Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge.  Frank says:This week, write…

#Haikai Happenings #2: Ron Rowland’s latest #Quadrille / #haibun for my current Haikai Challenge! Wars Not Of Their Making Our boys were sent to foreign landsto fight wars not of their makingMany never came back hometheir mothers’ hearts still aching In battlefields they morphed into mentheir innocence now squanderedForever altered when they returnedbecause they went…

A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!