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A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – touch
pull of the tide – the slither of seaweed around my ankles © Martha Magenta A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – touch Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog, August 8, 2018 https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/08/08/a-sense-of-place-the-shore-touch/ Advertisements
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Tagged ankles, around, beach, feel, haiku, kelp, Martha Magenta, poem, poetry, pulll, sea, seasons, seaweed, sense of place, sense of touch, senses, shore, slither, summer, The Haiku Foundation Blog, tide, touch, Troutswirl
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Haiku – Akitsu
blackberry moon he sucks the tune from a blues harp half moon … the folded wings of a white butterfly seaside beer … a seagull’s wing dips into the foam Akitsu Quarterly, Summer, 2018 http://www.wildgraces.com/Akitsu-Quarterly.html
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Tagged Akitsu Quarterly, beach, beer, blackberry, blues, blues harp, dips, foam, folded, haiku, half moon, harp, holiday, Martha Magenta, moon, music, nature, poem, poetry, seagull, seaside, seasons, summer, tune, white butterfly, wing, wings
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Haiku – A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – SMELL
scent of the sea a gull shifts the wind in its wings © Martha Magenta A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – SMELL Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/07/25/a-sense-of-place-the-shore-smell/
Haiku – A Sense of Place: THE SHORE
seashore the sparkle of sun-polished pebbles © Martha Magenta Troutswirl – The Haiku Foundation Blog July 11, 2018 Kathy Munro Ed. A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – sight https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/07/11/27603/
Tanka – Red Lights
I remember discovering the sea for the first time floating in a car inner tube with my father in his happy days in the attic I discover memories hidden away the last vestige of scent from a … Continue reading
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Tagged attic, beach, car inner tube, childhood, family, father, floating, happy days, hidden, holiday, last vestige, Martha Magenta, memory, poem, poetry, pressed flower, Red Lights Tanka Journal, remember, scent, sea, tanka
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Tanka
I remember our last goodbye on the beach how your footprints filled with rain © Martha Magenta Haiku Commentary May 29, 2016 https://haikucommentary.wordpress.com/?s=last+goodbye