After pasting in the Cornfields painting for Haiku #5 by once-pastor to impoverished mining community Van Gogh, and who inspired one of the characters in Emile Zola’s famous work ‘Germinal’ and who later died a patient suffering from mental illness induced by a lifetime of outer world hardships and failures, the following haiku arose, imaginingContinue reading “Haiku #6 Van Gogh’s Blessings”
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Haiku: #5 The Times
He: scuffing a forlorn boot on wasteland gravel She: waiting by the river for Lothlorien Prince We: waiting for hope to prove worthy not traitorous (After pasting in the above cornfields painting for this haiku on a whim, another arose now published as #6.)
Haiku #4 Sunday bells
Gossamer thin she walks like willow Bitter sweet church bells sing out Sunday Our times are fading from memory.
Haiku #3 Hunting
Hunting for new property The gentle art of gauging pros and cons… Who is capturing whom?
Haiku #2 Mexican Street Scene
Rough rider Mexican street dogs sniff and bark Old beaters* nimbly navigate rough-shod pot-holes Wait! Where did the pandemic I just forgot go?! * beater = beat-up old car
2021 Haiku #1
Having hit a wall in terms of stories and articles because silence these days seems preferable to speech, it’s time for some haiku. For about 40 years now I’ve had a semi-regular practice of spontaneous composition of free-form poetry or haiku. They often get lightly edited afterwards to clarify the original thought or polish itContinue reading “2021 Haiku #1”
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