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Haïku to work on
The spring sun
reincarnates the scent
of autumn
Way in the distance
a white seagull
passed a dark wood
or
dark silhouette against the sky
against the mountain
white bird
Shrubs on the hidden path
throw pollen
on the marriage
(SH! I saw it)
Dogs dropping
wrapped in a dead leaf
spring roll
dew falls down the leaf
all the world
is second hand
Unexpectedly
the fig leaves
fell off
Alone
even the paper flowers
give company
or
Mother gone
even the paper flowers
give company
Style / type:
Structured: Eastern
Last few words:
Not 'strictly' haïku ("Japanese") but the spirit of them is in some of them, feel free to play with them. Ann.
Editing stage:
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Comments
magics02
Sat, 2011-04-30 10:32
I like to come back ann
I can not type well but would like to come bck tothis one, in the first two lines can you replace the the with an a as in recinarnates a scent...what do you think? i iwll return my wrting is really hard ot do now honey. please send jayne c my love also
blessingsof spirits of love to you
mona
xoxo
Nordic cloud
Sat, 2011-04-30 14:58
Sorry dear Magic Mona
About your hand.
The the is more definite for me(!)
'a' scent is too vague for the autumn leaves
their pungent odour sweet.
I will send Jayne your love Mona
and hope your hand gets back to normal soon.
Much love from Ann.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentNordic cloud
Sat, 2011-04-30 14:54
Ian , thank you for
Ian , thank you for commenting,
dead leaves are weeds, they are not flowers,
in fact now you mention it it gives me an idea,
I could put 'odour' as that fits leaves that have rotted,
they are sweet smelling too aren't they?
I must keep the simplicity, not dirge for me.
I could do with that fig leaf I am sure,
I'll say no more about that!!!!
There was a great wide spreading fig tree,
the largest I have ever seen growing in a gorge,
it sprawled over the rocks and made wonderful
pictures with the light through the new leaves,
in front of the high cliffs of reddish stone
and the greys too, a dramatic place on Mallorca.
Love to you Ian from Ann
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentNordic cloud
Sun, 2011-05-01 12:23
That fits dear Shirl
It is just right what? :) Love to you Ann
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
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