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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Recycled thought, haibun of a sort.

__I am the splash that missed the funnel's gaping mouth; free, and not locked in this bottle of someone else's preset dreams, I trickle down this bottle's glassn' side and evaporate into... my own adventure.

a free drop
travels its chosen path
this bird flys

13 comments:

old pajamas said...

Magyar,

I don't need my brain to understand this stunner; the visceral feel is powerful....pajamas

Talon said...

Escape and freedom captured so beautifully...

Gillena Cox said...

this is such a beautiful haibun, i love the freedom of expression which resonates so 'succinctly'; without invitation, the reader enters your moment


much love
gillena

Kristin Riggs said...

What an amazing haibun...the concept, the message...fine work, Magyar!!!

joo said...

Another great one!
Lovely Sunday to you:)

Lorraine said...

Your text is as beautiful and as enchanting as your Haiku, I love the magic you weave :)

Frank Williams said...

Good haiibun - a lot to think about Magyar...

BlueJayEye said...

like the romantic idealism of your adventurous path, pure lovely words...

Hiruta said...

thank you very much for your fine haibun and nice haiku.
I introduced you to our readers on the website 'Akita International Haiku Network' on January 23.
Please check it out:http://akitahaiku.wordpress.com/.Best wishes,
Hidenori Hiruta

John McDonald said...

excellent M
john

Magyar said...

...as I continue to 'trickle down the bottle,' I thank you all for your kind comments. _m

Tikkis said...

Spiritus ---
an emptied bottle
filled with
free breathing

hmn.? four lines?
But nothing between the lines...

Anyway; cheers, _M

Magyar said...

...and here, flies mis-spelled. I choose it as such. To me a fly flies, and a bird or butterfly... flys. Some sort of licence here?__thanks all! _m