Here's this week's heap of haikus:
Variations on a Sunset:
#1:
Sometimes the world will
overwhelm us with beauty,
our heart seems to burst.
#2:
The world overwhelms
us with beauty sometimes and
we must stop and stare.
#3:
a bitter orange
sunset dissolves into the
calm blue horizon.
(Photograph copyright 2013 by Kristina Rebelo)
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a blues haiku riff for four haiku-ists
Slouched in a corner,
of a dingy juke joint, a
young man learns the blues.
Jim:
When Ella said no,
he knew what it was to be
outside looking in
Me:
He beat out rhythms
on the edge of his guitar,
while his voice would scat.
Jim:
He skedaddled back
to his real life - wishing for
a stage to play on.
Karen:
Surroundings ignored,
fingers blistered from practice.
The blues sure feel good.
Evan:
The cuts of ones life.
Rejoice in a common song
Sharing what is true.
Me:
Our voices lifted,
we rejoice in common song,
sharing common pain.
Me:
Settin' on my porch;
'Why did my woman leave me?'
Sing those Whiskey Blues.
Jim:
Boom boom, said John Lee
out go the lights; twilight moon,
midnight songs, blues fade
Me:
Feel so down and out,
I can't deal with all the pain;
buried in the blues.
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Fair met and well writ,
Introductions are greatly
exaggerated.
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double haiku:
Sitting in the park,
he looks at all the birds and,
wishes he could fly.
He sees kids at play
and feels the great sadness of
not having children.
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1, 2, 3 AND-ku:
Waltzing through life is
not as easy as it sounds ...
There's all that counting!
Jim:
In life, his choice was
to drum. Had only to count
In fours - many ways
Me:
Grabbing his drumsticks,
he played a paradiddle
that would beat the band.
Jim:
His seven stroke roll
swung past the triplet bronze tone
and a waltz broke out.
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Stay near your garden,
for spirits of the Earth are
flattered by flowers.
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tanka haiku:
Who have you steadied?
Whose heart have you opened? Whose
dreams have you unleashed?
Ask yourself these, for they are
the questions that matter most.
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Will we be known by
the things that divert us or
on which we focus?
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A warm Summer's night;
he whistles as he strolls through
the woods near his home.
---
The calla lilies
sported purple 'freckles', which
made me think of you.
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End of Volume 1 ... Go to Volume 2 for the rest of this week's heap of haikus.
Comments
Insinuated;
"Anything you might have done. "
As if we did things.
This was a response to an interlude that has been eluded.
by moat on Fri, 08/23/2013 - 8:38pm
What he might have done,
is nowhere near what she'd
insinuated.
Hi moat. I had a tough time posting this week's batch today. Not sure why, but finally tried dividing the post into volume 1 and volume 2. Don't forget to read volume 2!.
by MrSmith1 on Sat, 08/24/2013 - 12:45am