From old trinkets, to an old friend.
warm rain
we listen to your song
old friend
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
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Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
8 comments:
There's a nice warm feeling about this haiku. It reminds me of a group of old friends reminiscing...
I love this, Magyar :)
wishes,
devika
i agree, this one feels warm and friendly. i like that the 'old friend' can relate to a person or rain itself
I like polona's observation, and "your song" can man so many things.
This is truly delightful - the wording and subtle layers perfect.
I like any poetry with music. :)
Just remembering our old neighbor, he moved away one year ago. When he had his pension-money-day he spent a whole night and sung.
But he was not so good singer.-(
Anyway: here L1 is very positive beginning, and L2 brought to me a memory! but L3 is again a warm finishing!
We had a white snowfall here. No-one singing. Let's try a text:
White snow
on the old, white snow --
no-one singing
Tikkis,
Shall I sing - I am always ready for a song! :))
just kidding, I liked this one...the melancholy here....i love that mood :)
Magyar, hope you don't mind the encroachment that I would make occasionally :)
wishes,
devika
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