___ The luck... of being.
life's clock
a garble of morning birds
sunrise
life's clock
a garble of morning birds
sunrise
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
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8 comments:
I love this! One of my favorite memories of growing up in rural Oklahoma is the sound of whip-poor-wills at dawn.
morning wake up call
a new day dawns with song birds
embrace this new day~
your haiku is lovely _m! you always inspire me~
Lieber Magyar,
und wieder hast du der Hoffnung auf Zukunft Raum gegeben - für Mensch und Tier.
Ja, wir sind mitten drin in diesem Sein, nehmen an, bestimmen mit...
Hoffen und beten wir, dass uns noch viele Morgen geschenkt werden..
Dir alles Liebe
herzlichst, Rachel
__ Sandy, Jan, and Rachel... I thank you all for your kind comments. Smiles! _m
What beautiful words! Thank you for the poem you wrote in my blog comments, I added it and a link to you on the post. It was lovely, thanks.
__ Juliet and Lisa, I thank you both for your kind comments. Lisa... thanks for the link. _m
very beautiful - for me it is the Raven in the morning. Very loud, very demanding and I finally give in and feed him.
__ My thanks again, Sandy!
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