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haiku remix

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this new year
     from my to ah
a new I

how soon
     of sun-melted snow
the year is bare

melted year
as guide     sun     snow     river
and baby

/ / /

These poems were written using the Haiku Discombobulater, which I learned of during PoMoSco. I used three haiku by Issa from the spring section, pages 6 to 8.

Beilenson, Peter, trans. The Four Seasons: Japanese Haiku. Mount Vernon, NY: Peter Pauper, 1958. Print.

new year gift-giving
   ah, baby at her bare breast
reaching tiny hands

felicitations
   still I guess this year too
will only prove so-so

sun-melted snow
   with my stick I guide this great
dangerous river

NaPoWriMo – Day Fourteen

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going through tunnel
we cannot see Devil’s Slide—
also no rain now

/ / /

the sky is clear blue
off the ocean a strong wind—
rain is on the way

/ / /

mist blown from the sea
by the constant onshore winds—
rain on my windshield

/ / /

Inspired by the April Showers prompt at Poetic Bloomings, and the amount of time I spent in El Granada and Half Moon Bay this weekend, I submit three haiku.

haiku (9/29/12)

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heavy fog—
fall gently on Earth
and me today

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This poem was written in response to today’s prompt at NaHaiWriMo on Facebook.

I’ve been away for a while. Too long, I think. Thanks to some good advice and gentle prodding from a good friend, I have decided to wet my feet with poetry again.

Thanks to those of you who have visited this blog and encouraged me. I appreciate it. I hope you’re still around. I’m working on overcoming some blocks, and am just going to move forward from this point. Hope that’s okay with all of you.

The Sky

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Fog clings to foothills—
unwilling to descend
into the valley

Wisps of fog—
I’m taken with how
they disappear

The fog murmurs—
before it’s invisible
listen to it

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These haiku/senyru were written in response to an idea about looking at the sky. I incorporated words from Three Word Wednesday: cling, murmur, and taken. They are also an unintentional response to the water, water everywhere prompt from Poetic Bloomings.