Friday, March 25, 2016

Haiku Friday: Where do you want to go?



Like Patient Bear, we must wait patiently for summer vacations to arrive. Now is the time, though, to dream them up and plan them, and that is half the fun.

Where do you want to go? Maybe you can't afford it, but where do you want to go?

Let's haiku about that this week.  Just tell us the place, and a bit about it.

Here, I will go first:

Me: London, England
I want to see what is new
And what's very old.

Now it is your turn! Just make it 5/7/5 for syllables, and have some fun!

10 comments:

  1. Anonymous8:43 AM

    Please send me a beach
    Warm sand and cold drinks and sun.
    Or, I will go there.

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  2. Me? Everywhere
    Mountains high and valleys low
    No snakes, spiders please

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  3. Take me to Europe!
    I want to see a castle
    And ride a fast train.

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  4. At night, look skyward,
    Aurora Borealis
    Send me to the moon.

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  5. Take me back in time
    Catch with my Dad and Grandpa
    Smell of leather, grass

    No talk, not needed
    White ball arcs agains blue sky
    Snap - the mitt rings out

    Mom and Grandma watch
    All healthy, as it should be
    Cool air, very full heart

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  6. I don't really care,
    Where they don't speak no English,
    Nor do they want to.

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  7. Send me off to write
    Mountains, water, chilly nights,
    People when I'm spent.

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  8. Istanbul, Iceland
    Intrigue me: landscapes, skies, spires,
    Revealing secrets?

    New Zealand: Blue-green
    Seas, hot springs; officially
    There are no snakes.

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  9. It has been a while since I have checked in on all you regulars. Which I always regret every time I stop in for a visit and see all the great haiku.

    Here is what I'm thinking of this morning. Not much to do with travel, but it comes from the heart.

    holy Saturday
    dawns with indifference for most
    myself included

    we sit in the cold
    next to a fire warmed
    freezing and burned

    our back to the one
    our face to the other one
    unsure which is which

    we long for the holy
    and profanity in spades
    unsure which is which

    God from Nazareth
    have mercy me a sinner
    lost and searching here

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  10. NYC, baby!
    Must see Hamilton. Gotta
    happen. Damn the price!

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