For Devika; her most recent post.
in this now
tomorrow's memories
grapes ripen
in this now
tomorrow's memories
grapes ripen
- 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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14 comments:
I love haiku it can really take your mind (the un-frozen parts) on a merry chase.
This one has me tangled up in gnarled vines.
Have a warm week Magyar :)
True...love this.
Love the internal comparison in your haiku, Magyar. Great stuff!...
absolutely luv the tug in between time frames
much love...
I remember Devika, she writes beautifully ...
The haiku you have written here is lovely.
now and tomorrow always are in tandem where we begin where we end, well I wouldn't mind dancing on grapes :) love this Doug
enjoyable reading as usual M
john
Yes ! Tasty memories.
now is the tomorrow of yesterday i realize...a yesterday's yesterday that was the tomorrow of a today that was...a now...now...
now is...will be...tomorrow...for ever more...now now...
Tomorrows wine, "Moonie!"
Jennifer... ahh the truisms of today!
Gillena, the "Tug of Time;" lovit!
Margie, be sure and collect all that time with Rose!
LL... yesterday, today, tomorrow
walk hand in hand.
Daniele, the taste of today lingers some, in the flavor of tomorrow.
Frank... time wispers in each ear,
comparison is that point, where the wispers collide.
John, as you lay a stone, on a stone, on stones, we both lay... a word, on a word, on words; words, our metaphor of "thought."
I greatfully thank you all, my friends!
Rebba!
__You were commenting at the SAME time, as was I! Then / now / was / is / tomorrow / moments ago.
__tnx/ _m
words perhaps are...are the histories of time immemorial...that remain...
co instances happen...but they are connected...in thought...with thought...
And so the cycles of birth and death continue - the past giving way to the new yet how we cling to the past sometimes...
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