Nothing
Please don’t read beyond the title. This is not a poem, nor is it a haibun, short story, or flash.
It has no beginning, middle or end. No development of any sort. It is here as a no thing, and by reading it you gain nothing. Unless you make it into something.
petals or thorns
a scratch on the surface
of infinity
Published at ‘the other bunny‘ August 3, 2015
counting petals
the dull ache of
insincerity
In Blithe Spirit (Journal of the British Haiku Society) 25.2, 2015.
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peony blooms
the sound of petals
unfurling
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NaHaiWriMo prompt: quiet sound
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reticence —
how rose petals curl
back
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Shiki Kukai, May 2012 kigo: rose(s)
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dandelion clock —
getting up when
it’s time
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Shiki Kukai, May 2012 free theme: morning habits
Literature, Art, Culture, Society, and lots of Haiku