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Haiku – Luca’s Lily Pad
chill wind kids on bikes run over my shadow Luca’s Lily Pad, 12 November, 2018 https://www.facebook.com/plugins/post.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FMyHaikuPond%2Fposts%2F1967746199978559&width=500 Advertisements
Haiku – A Sense of Place: Meadow/Field – hearing
summer meadow the horse’s whinny in the wind A Sense of Place: Meadow/Field – hearing Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog, September 26, 2018 https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/09/26/a-sense-of-place-meadow-field-hearing/
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Haiku – A Sense of Place – Mountain – touch
rocky mountain a sharp wind cuts to the bone Martha Magenta Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog, 9 September 2018 https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/09/12/a-sense-of-place-mountain-touch/
Haiku – Shamrock
autumn equinox the lightness of a leaf earth tremor a falcon takes the wind under its wing edge of winter the scrape of a heron call Shamrock – Haiku Journal Issue 40, September 2018 https://shamrockhaiku.webs.com/currentissue.htm
Tanka – Blithe Spirit
the wind punches a paper bag against a wall the red-raw places and bruise-black holes Blithe Spirit, Journal of the British Haiku Society, Vol 28 number 3, August 2018, ISSN 1353-3320 http://britishhaikusociety.org.uk/journal/
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Tanka – Frameless Sky
dawn slips through the city on the river a chiffchaff brings the news of spring shadows move through stones in shards of moonlight the jagged edges of truth between us last relative – my roots … Continue reading
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