Monday, May 13, 2013
Two (of many) great haiku...
I went for a walk yesterday and saw trees just busting out-- flowers ready to spring forth, green on the long-gray branches. It is a wonderful time.
On that theme, I loved loved loved this haiku set from Sylvia Scarlett:
On that theme, I loved loved loved this haiku set from Sylvia Scarlett:
Spring winds swirled the sand
Still she looked for the swelling
Buds,bruised blue-purple.
The Green almost heart
Leaves,long brown fingers of branch.
She tried to recall
Blue vase of them placed
By her mother,Elsbeth, on
The sill,how the
Breeze lifted the fragrance
The Persian sensual sniff
Let loose, enveloping.
Now they were her choice:
Everything her mother liked.
The Lilacs' brief bloom.
Still she looked for the swelling
Buds,bruised blue-purple.
The Green almost heart
Leaves,long brown fingers of branch.
She tried to recall
Blue vase of them placed
By her mother,Elsbeth, on
The sill,how the
Breeze lifted the fragrance
The Persian sensual sniff
Let loose, enveloping.
Now they were her choice:
Everything her mother liked.
The Lilacs' brief bloom.
And then this three-liner from longtime fave Megan Willome (it's so... Texas):
Spring in Texas means
hail, which I don't like, but it
came down anyway.
hail, which I don't like, but it
came down anyway.
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Thank you! We had golf-ball sized hail last Thursday. The record was in Waco, 1992--softball-sized hail.
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