Not sure I met the criteria for “opposing forces”…but I gave it a whirl😉
The still breeze blew both
East, west at once…odd, even
To foreigners, friends
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Not sure I met the criteria for “opposing forces”…but I gave it a whirl😉
The still breeze blew both
East, west at once…odd, even
To foreigners, friends
©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.
https://naturalistweekly.com/2022/08/26/micro-season-the-cotton-lint-opens/
Our friend, Mark S, offers another haiku prompt, “Cotton”. This guy knows just about Everything, I’m convinced. If you haven’t visited his blog, you’re missing out! Click the link to meet him—and learn something!
And now my haiku/senryu:
Cotton blossoms white
Raw pickers’ hands drip scarlet
Blood of servitude
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Sharp bolls cut meanly
Back breaking labor, long days
Sing of “Promised Land”
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Oooh, I’m ready for “fog”—-literal, and poetry. Mark is our super-knowledgeable friend for seasons of the year, and seasons in poetry…and pretty much Anything, so click his link, visit his blog and be inspired!
https://naturalistweekly.com/2022/08/19/micro-season-thick-fog-blankets-the-sky/
Bay Bridge and Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco in fog-Photo Credit: Brocken Inaglory
Fog is thick heavy
Tonight you’re weight on my heart
Cannot be banished
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Wind blew shadowed skies
Not a tremor in our hearts
Anchored by God’s Light
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‘Cross blue paling sky
Unseen birds’ pink feathers fly
Dreaming cooler dusk
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Melting moon’s glow slips
Like meringue from sweets in sun
Sugar mists night air
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Wreathed in chiffon swirl
Moon stars in night-mystery
Stealing show once more
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https://naturalistweekly.com/2022/08/12/micro-season-the-evening-cicada-sings/
Alrighty then…time for another haiku, and fascinating post by our friend Mark…he’s even included audio of the cicada’s sound/song. Do click on his link above—he features beautiful haiku as well. He’s brilliant, way over my head—but I like writing haiku/senryu, so I keep going back!
To give you just a taste, I’ve copied a small excerpt from Mark’s post:
“Cicadas are usually thought of as late summer kigo or seasonal words. Although, cicadas have been associated with other seasons such as spring or mid-summer.(6) When this happens the cicada haiku will have some sort of qualifier that shifts the season.”
Honestly, I don’t believe I managed the “qualifier that shifts the season” at all. I merely wrote a haiku…about cicada.
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Evening cicada
Sings heart-pierced sorrow’s woodwind
Plum dusk plays echoes
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Silver coin Full Moon
Waiting to be spent on dreams
Promises, no less
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