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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

__Once in a while I actually like something I've written, and I'm not above 're-posting.' This I scribbled several years back, and posted here 'bout a year ago. It was my last 'butterfly' haiku, and since, I've used the common, or the biological name of the butterfly seen.

above the silent flowers
a butterfly

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

__One of the charmers of our summer pond-life, the chipmunks, always provide evidence of their surprising intellect, and leave us... smiling at their antics. But one fellow last summer, failed to solve this 'carry away' dilemma... the 'stuffing' of his cheeks. (chips?)

a chipmunk
fails to run off with his prize
this potato chip

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Their colors.

a lilac bush
smiles into this new day
purple finches

Friday, April 23, 2010

Yesterday's storm... lightning, and heavy hail.

thunder storm
sleet clatters with the lightning
this pond boils

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Reflections, Earth Day_.

on this pond
stand above

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Happy Birthday LL! 51 red balloons!

one breath
the steps of learning began
first day

Saturday, April 17, 2010

__The Nemaskets, a clan of the Wampanoags, used the phrase -the moon of leaves- and that, it is said, was the month of June; perhaps it was a reference to the first spouts of Mondomin, or corn.
__Now, the tree leaves become full during the first week of May, and May's moon I see as "this moon of leaves." An entry in my scribble book, from last May.

warm night
this moon of leaves...
pond frogs

Friday, April 16, 2010

a dog howls
its forecast across this pond

heavy winds

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

__An early season night at our pond; as the robin's breast blends with the sunset, the owls begin their nightly calls... and at ease, the robin adds its final chirps of its day.

this treed robin joins
an owl's call

Sunday, April 11, 2010

own the wild
this bear follows a trail
without cages

Friday, April 9, 2010

This Cinquain... I left as a comment at Ashi Words, I'll add that -> Ashi 2, as listed in the links on the right, is Jen's very interesting and participative haiga blog. Well worth the visits!

I write
and of these words
that fall out of my mind
I keep some that I never said
not said

Thursday, April 8, 2010

How slowly things change, and yet, how quickly.
__From creaking ice to this greening underbrush... but a moment in time. Just yesterday we were fighting snow and frozen pathways, confined in our boots and parkas, hoods and gloves, the only sounds were the howl of the winds and driven snows.
__Today the tree buds are swollen, the birds are calling, and the squirrels, the chipmunks and rabbits are tending to their awakening, and the Sun warms our world.
__The flowers are smiling; its time to put the snow-shovels away.

green and blue
beyond this winter's bounds
flowers smile

Monday, April 5, 2010

__Yesterday, the forsythia bloomed, and in last night's warm air the peepers sang.

x marked frogs
these peepers in the night
love songs

Sunday, April 4, 2010

So often, in spite of our carelessness, nature overcomes... .

green sprout
bursts through this plastic bag
a new flower

Friday, April 2, 2010

Good Friday.
__To those that follow these holy days, I wish you the best of weekends; to those that do not, I wish you the best of weekends! _m

midday shower
dust washes from the leaves
humming birds