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word-smith—
on the anvil a haiku
slowly takes shape
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Prompt: haiku, writing, word. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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word-smith—
on the anvil a haiku
slowly takes shape
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Prompt: haiku, writing, word. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Cretan knife—
picking wild mushrooms she pricks
her finger
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Prompt: indigenous/groups. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Lainbach—
the river sculpts a garden
in stone
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Prompt: Garden. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
For photographs of the haiku walk, and of course, the river, see my Scrapbook here
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Ammersee—
where the heavens look
in the mirror
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reflecting the skies
lake Ammersee forgets
itself
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Ammersee–
looking in the mirror
the clouds long for home
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sundown—
the clouds lose their
perspective
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sunset—
golden light anoints
the world
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I wrote this haiku responding to two prompts: the NaHaiWriMo extension prompt, “ mirror,” set by Susan Delphine Delaney; and the call for submissions by Walter Bjorkman. Susan is setting the prompts for July for the wonderful facebook community of haiku poets, NaHaiWriMo. Walter is hosting the blog carnival Language/Place, on the theme of “Poetry of Place.” Submissions of links to Walter on this theme are open till the 20th of July.
The photograph of the lake Ammersee was taken one evening this summer.
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flow tide
hoarse through the fog
terns‘ cries
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Prompt: Fog. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
From the Sketchbook Kukai, May/June 2011 Vol. 6, No.3 (peer review poetry contest)
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rainbow—
all that remains of
your smile
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Sketchbook May/June 2011 Kukai 6th place, tie.
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rainbow weaving—
this spider runs out of
silk
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Sketchbook May/June 2011 Kukai 7th place, tie.
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Haiku in the Sketchbook May/June Editor’s Choices
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beets—
and he wonders how he got
kidney stones
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Sketchbook May/June 2011, one of Editor’s Choices
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celery crunch—
I always knew you threw
the dice
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Sketchbook May/June 2011, one of Editor’s Choices
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growing old–
that pink sky twice removed
now returning
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Prompt: First light. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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neon lights
a lonely glow worm’s
mate
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Prompt: Fireflies/Glow worms. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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two doves fighting–
who‘ll perch higher
on the olive tree
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Prompt: Doves. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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fireworks—
forgetting the taste
of cherries
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Prompt: Fireworks. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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summer cool–
the blossom lingers
in the cherry
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Prompt: Blossoms. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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larva and silkworm-
once upon a time
there was a girl
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Prompt: Butterflies, bugs. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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cuckoo affair–
thrown out of its nest
a baby robin
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Prompt: Birds. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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reggae—
in the book of life my name
in beats
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Prompt: reggae. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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snake road—
on a haze-wrapped stone
moulted skin
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Prompt: Road/travel. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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June heat–
by the pond
the shed skin of a snake
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Prompt: music. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011. I took the prompt to its limit; my haiku is full of silence and absence.
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good morning–
the rough feel of the bread roll
on the round plate
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Prompt: deaf/blind. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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roller coaster ride—
I learn to hold my heart
still
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Prompt: Fairs. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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Adam and Eve—
we keep mowing
their lawn
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Prompt: Indigenous people – my haiku is a long shot!
NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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home for strays—
her vacant eyes
stare through me
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Prompt: dogs/pets. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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marathon—
beyond the wall
dandelion
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Prompt: Sport. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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summer heat–
on school benches
bleeding hearts
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Prompt: School. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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shortest night—
all day she misses her beauty
sleep
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Prompt: Solstice. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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on the sands–
a lost whale’s silent
song
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Prompt: Beach. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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father’s day–
he fills the cracks
in the wall
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Prompt: Father’s day. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011
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poppy fields–
the roar of the sea
a murmur now
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Prompt: Noise, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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dark spring—
he dreams of sunflower seeds
on the moon
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Prompt: Freedom. NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.
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on the road—
train drives over
poppies
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Unprompted, while travelling.