I’ve been so busy lately that I’ve barely had time to collect my thoughts, much less rub two of ’em together to see if they spark. This morning, however, vivid images past and present swirled in my mind; aided by a thread elsewhere, I resisted the urge to squash a poetic moment. And upon contemplating the result, I decided I liked it enough to put it here.
youthful energy—
corn stretching to golden sun
bang sparkle flash boom
From the “Freeze-This-Moment-a-Little-Bit-Longer” Department
Not a poet...
Submitted by Mama Liberty on Sun, 2008-06-29 05:46.
Wouldn't know how to put it in oriental poetry, but the sunrise this morning brought out far too many thoughts and feelings to express that way anyhow.
Most are centered around being truly "home;" the peace and joy I've found here. The grasslands are so green, though the sun has begun to do its work. Now comes the seed and the relentless process that will turn the green grass into standing "hay" to feed the wildlife through the winter... and, unfortunately, might feed wildfires as well.
Life is filled with plenty and peril...
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Sparkle sparkle boom boom
I like your haiku.
This year again I will skip the madness of Rhythm & Booms.
Too many people,
Interminable exit,
Good time to web surf.