Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
This little thiethUnafraid of getting dirtyCranberries on his mindTemptation to a real sweet toothBegs the crow to be silent._BB
I love cranberries and this haiku. :) Nice, Doug!
You got a golden rod, Magyar...relay it so that the dusty road is easy to tread :)And i just read your comment at Tikkis...and to request, not to reduce but add....there are people like me who enjoy every moment in poetry and the poetry in every moment :)sometimes its a sigh of relief, i get here, sometimes a poignant thought, sometimes a laugh - and you know myself and many of us enjoy that :)wishes, devika
When visited my mother-in-law (85 years) in her place I walked also in those swamps aroud there. (Ilomantsi, Eastern Finland)I found some cranberries, and perhaps in these days those are ripe-ready now. Just, we are back in Turku... Near Turku there are some vast swamp areas, but not thought to drive to walk there... (Hmn, why not?)I met also some ravens. august afternoon --two or three ravens flying behind the trees
good one Mjohn
Nice one, Magyar...
nice contrasts presented in this haikusomething interesting about Golden Rod...---Medicinal Action and Uses---Aromatic, stimulant, carminative. Golden Rod is an ingredient in the Swiss Vulnerary, faltrank. It is astringent and diuretic and efficacious for stone in the bladder. It is recorded that in 1788 a boy of ten, after taking the infusion for some months, passed quantities of gravel, fifteen large stones weighing up to 1 1/4 OZ., and fifty over the size of a pea. It allays sickness due to weak digestion.much lovegillena
Feels like a place where rasperries abound, and in the distance grandma calls out cookies
Gather cranberries while ye can...Thanksgiving looms
We used to live near a huge cranberry bog and there was always a fun festival at harvest time. Lovely haiku, Magyar.
I transplanted some Goldenrod to my garden - love those flowers. Great images Magyar.
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