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I love this idea! Haiku are maybe my favorite poem type. :)
They are sort of my favorite too! Here's a spring time poem for you, Kim.
It has rained enough.
A caterpillar
staggers out.
What a lovely idea! I would love a poem. :)
Oh this is a delicious fragment for a poet to receive!
The old village
newly washed white
as if the moon
Oh, Kortney, that is beautiful! Thank you! xx
How fun. I'd love a poem!
This one's sort of bleak! Maybe even Basho has a hard time some mornings?!
Not interested--
there's nothing to write about.
The veil of morning mist.
I love it. It’s not bleak to me, but quite appropriate. 💕 thank you!
So good to hear! Blessings to you this morning.
And to you🌟
I love everything about this, Kortney! Please make a poem for me!
Here's what came up for you, Ann!
First snow
Not a single house
awake at night.
Sing, O Muse!
No pressure or anything! ;) Here's a poem for your morning. (I don't know how to preserve the spacing in a comment...so just imagine the second line indented and the third line set off from the the couplet.)
The lamp is low
stillness
A big rising sun
Some American Sentences:
Up at five but it's not long before I don't need the lamp's help to read.
Cat licks his whiskers, breakfast done; clock's chime fades-- only its ticking now.
More Spring rains forecast, so lilacs take advantage of the morning sunshine.
Love these...and the Chicago lilacs. They're just beginning here.
I love this idea! Haiku are maybe my favorite poem type. :)
They are sort of my favorite too! Here's a spring time poem for you, Kim.
It has rained enough.
A caterpillar
staggers out.
What a lovely idea! I would love a poem. :)
Oh this is a delicious fragment for a poet to receive!
The old village
newly washed white
as if the moon
Oh, Kortney, that is beautiful! Thank you! xx
How fun. I'd love a poem!
This one's sort of bleak! Maybe even Basho has a hard time some mornings?!
Not interested--
there's nothing to write about.
The veil of morning mist.
I love it. It’s not bleak to me, but quite appropriate. 💕 thank you!
So good to hear! Blessings to you this morning.
And to you🌟
I love everything about this, Kortney! Please make a poem for me!
Here's what came up for you, Ann!
First snow
Not a single house
awake at night.
Sing, O Muse!
No pressure or anything! ;) Here's a poem for your morning. (I don't know how to preserve the spacing in a comment...so just imagine the second line indented and the third line set off from the the couplet.)
The lamp is low
stillness
A big rising sun
Some American Sentences:
Up at five but it's not long before I don't need the lamp's help to read.
Cat licks his whiskers, breakfast done; clock's chime fades-- only its ticking now.
More Spring rains forecast, so lilacs take advantage of the morning sunshine.
Love these...and the Chicago lilacs. They're just beginning here.