Tag Archives: haiku

tik-u.

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tiny tiki hut

fairies sing whirl dance all night

gone by morning’s rise

 

“you wait here, I’m going to the tiki hut.”

– Special FBI Agent Seeley Booth, Bones

can u haiku?

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make way on the path

 stepping creeping lime grows close

foot of goliath

in honor of international haiku poem day

why not take a stab at it?

“poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.”

-czeslaw milosz

 

 

 

scio woods, ann arbor, michigan, usa – spring 2020

good scents.

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sweet scents of winter

ginger, nutmeg, cloves, cut pine

full of warmth and spice 

 

“An I had but one penny in the world,

thou shouldst have it to buy gingerbread.”

Love’s Labour’s Lost, William Shakespeare

end of the light.

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tunnel through nature

light to dark to light again

 leads me to beauty. 

“poetry is the tunnel at the end of the light.”
-j. patrick lewis

 

northside, ann arbor, michigan, usa

relax-ku.

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time to relax now

long weekend brings calm and fun

friends warm the spirit.

“i don’t have anything to prove anymore. i can relax.”
-paloma picasso

image credit: daily mail

write about winter in the summer. – annie dillard

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and for now a word

 of summer’s day in winter

gold and welcoming.

image credit: earthporn

spring-ku

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what’s this fickle spring
you come in like an aardvark
and out like a ram?

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image credits: the daily city, country living

leaf doesn’t fall far from the tree – an ode to autumn

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mow-ku 

one last cut then fall

striped mardi gras pirate smiles

grandson so like me

kinder-ku

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stop crying, you are hurting my ‘ear-plums!’ – m

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first week back feelings

joy and tears rule kinder’s day

look to year ahead

 

 

haiku for pam on her birthday

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missing her today

my sis my friend and she was

gone way too early

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Do not fear death… only the unlived life. You don’t have to live forever;

You just have to live. – Natalie Babbitt