for one deep breath
Sylvia Pond's
still water
cleans a mind
~
sagebrush dusk
will there be
moon or stars
~
like a bird
I sing my song
to the trees
~
months after
the storm
scars are fresh
~
minus tide –
at the ferry landing
second coffee
~
in a graveyard –
exuberant lives
reduced to calm
~
new love passion
quiets with
old love reflection
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Still Ku
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11 comments:
You did such a wonderful job with your haiku's I can see life take shape in so many forms of experiences. Enjoyed the reading!
I enjoyed readingthese. I love the phrase sagebrush dusk.
the graveyard one is so poignantly true... death is the greatest calming force of them all. enjoyed them.
This one-
minus tide –
at the ferry landing
second coffee
- just caught my eye and my pleasure the most...
As usual, yours are all wonderful. But I was particularly struck by this one:
sagebrush dusk
will there be
moon or stars
The graveyard one! I like that.
They are all so lovely but I, too, like the sagebrush dusk haiku.
You are a master a capturing a moment with just a few well chosen words...beautiful!
I love the tide one. Proving a point that we cant control everything. There are greater forces that command we are still sometimes.
They are all wonderful, but my personal favorite is:
like a bird
I sing my song
to the trees
It feels so happy, carefree, and I love trees!
All deeply meaningful. The last give new insight into maturing love.
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