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wet June—
the marchers stop to listen
to the laterna
.
laterna: barrel organ. For a picture of the laterna click here
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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wet June—
the marchers stop to listen
to the laterna
.
laterna: barrel organ. For a picture of the laterna click here
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Cinderella–
turning into a pumpkin
was the easy part
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension2011.
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tomato—
sometimes even stars are not
enough
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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crimes against peace-
a mosquito buzzes
in my ear
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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June winds—
on sober sands
frothing waves
.
(Kingsgate Bay. (Klick for the wiki photo.This wiki photo shows the bay in its calm mood!!!)
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chill wind—
the boy now beyond
the daffodils
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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stars—
red carpet to
the milky way
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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dream space—
yoking the bear we plough
galaxies
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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midsummer-
losing the tug of war
once again
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
Kaspa & Fiona have taken over my blog for today, because they need our help.
For their fantasy wedding present, they are asking people across the world to write them a ‘small stone’ and post it on their blogs or on Facebook or Twitter.
A small stone is a short piece of observational writing – simply pay attention to something properly and then write it down. Find out more about small stones here.
Whether or not you have a blog, write them a small stone on their wedding day whilst they are saying their vows and eating cake, post it on your blog, and send it to them.
You can find out more about their project at their website, Wedding Small Stones, and you can also read their blog at A River of Stones.
They also have a July challenge coming soon, when they’ll be challenging you to notice one thing every day during July and write it down.
They thank you for listening, and hope they’ll be returning from their honeymoon to an inbox crammed with small stones, including yours.
So do it! Please…
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medicine bag—
pine needles, sage and crystal
against missing you
.
.
full moon–
in the pine forest
shadows
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo 2011.
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between glances
a question mark—
butterfly noon
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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word by word
we burned
our bridges
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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reed beds—
all that remains of
a lost village
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
(Playing with Basho’s haiku here, using it as a ‘template’.)
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first butterfly –
a piece of the sky in
my cat’s mouth
.
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mountain mist-
all through the rain
the cuckoo calls
.
Prompted NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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vesper bell
on the tree so many
pomegranates
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Olympus –
reaching for the sky again,
Gaia?
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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when the colors sing –
an onion dome between
my teeth
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011
This haiku refers to Kandinsky’s ideas about color and its use in painting; and my own novel in progress of the same title.
See also about synaesthesia here
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spring wind on the lake–
in the sound of the waves
the might of the ocean
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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spring tides —
more regular than
some birds
.
Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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spring tides —
searching the sands for a
lucky stone
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011