lost in thought —
a train thunders past
stubble fields
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NaHaiWriMo prompt: infinite
lost in thought —
a train thunders past
stubble fields
.
NaHaiWriMo prompt: infinite
hot day –
on the train only the dog
meets my eye
.
In the new Moongarlic E-zine
edited by Sheila Windsor and Brendan Slater, issue 0, May 2013, p. 15
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(First credit: In the Garden of Absence, Fruit Dove Press, 2012, p.16)
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autumn river
I count the moonbeams
on his hair
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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train whistle in the distance deer tracks
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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city in winter –
loneliness sweeps through
the terraces
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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rumours –
rush of water
over stone
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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grilled fish –
reducing the moon’s glare
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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chicken broth
the slow unravelling
of time
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in NFTG, January 2013
in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
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lavender moon the weight of a butterfly
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
in Haiku News forthcoming
.
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first haiku
soothing fragrance
of green tea
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in BluePrintReview, issue 30, in/stance(s), April 2013
1
this train doesn’t stop longest night
2
end of the world typo the last mi(n)ce pie
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NaHaiWriMo prompt: 1: monoku/fest; 2: mice