Tag: haiku
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Conflicted Expectations: A Wayback Wednesday (8/16/17) #Thanksgiving gone wrong #writephoto #haibun
We cleared gravy-stained plates and tainted wine glasses. The remains of the turkey could feed the five of us for days. It was the first year we didn’t host. Mom and Dad invited us downstairs instead. We had arranged to eat dinner with them and then travel to my Sister-in-law’s for dessert. She hosted dinner…
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Post-Thanksgiving Gratitude: a #PSA #haibun
Sometimes it’s important to take a step back. That’s why I needed an extended recess: to step back, reflect, and listen. To what my writer’s intuition tells me with a calm, clear mind. To rest the creativity that I draw on to write. To clearly follow the path of poetry. I have done…
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#SilentSunday (11/18/18)
A well-needed rest from #haiku I will take an early Thanksgiving break this week. See you next Monday.
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#Haikai Challenge #61 (11/17/18): Thanksgiving #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Freedom from Want. Norman Rockwell [Public domain] courtesy of Wikipedia Thank you for your acknowledgement of the Centennary Armistice Day, and for honoring our Veterans, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dwight L. Roth 2. The Dark Netizen 3. Jane Dougherty 4. Jules @ Strands 5. Merril D.…
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#Performance Announcement (11/17/18)
I hope to perform tonight. How about you? November the Open Mic awaits Come for the Poetry, stay for the love. Or Vice Versa!
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My Daily #Haiku (11/17/18)
11/17/18: estrangement estrangement — they still share the same grave #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry
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Virgil’s Lament: a #writephoto #haibun (11/16/18)
Did I live lone enough to see the Eagle soar? Surely I did not survive to it fall. And yet, over and over, from this shadow of the living world ever beyond time, I see the Eagle rise anew. Only to see it fall again. Would that Augustus had listened to me!…
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“‘snowmageddon’…” A #tanka (11/16/18)
11/16/18: solving problems peacefully “snowmageddon” as front wheels spin in place others push and push as the commute hours stretch no crescendos of car horns #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
