inside, darkness blurs
then hides our sitting shadows
outside, the first owl
on my windowsill
one richly wrinkled conker -
so carefully placed
rain on the window
wind sighing against the house -
a sad, gentle night
tall man with long scarf
while stooping to wash dishes
gets scarf very wet!
today I am rain
flowing over everything
tap, tap while we sit
Mona Lisa smile:
the blue angel dispenses
down a muddy lane
is the secret spring where I
always make a wish
this bright band of blue
splitting the clouds wide open
is almost shocking
rabbit on the lawn
hoppity, hoppity - then
looks up and sees me
after the downpour
a washed meadow glistening
with shy renewals
(haiku written on my own in silence on retreat - came back on line to find a whole flood of them having a new year's party - what a sweet and unexpected pleasure!)
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Tuesday, 1 January 2008
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Lovely! Happy New Year to you, too,Jean!
Thank you Jean for these lovely little gifts, some of the first of the New Year for me! May it be a happy one for you.
Damn! That was me, Beth, posting from the qarrtsiluni gmail site, which thinks I'm Dave!
Happy new year, Jean! What lovely, evocative words! All best for you in 2008, Planet.
Love your many little bowls and sly blue angel.
Hope for the new year. Many thanks.
No visible grass here.
Happy New Year, Jean. These are lovely. Hope you have a wonderful year.
Good to see you back. Happy 2008!
Jean, good to see you back, with my angel among those fresh-from-the-country haikus. Seems that yours was a serene end of year, looking forward to hearing more about it.
These are indeed wonderful, Jean. Happy New Year!
What a shock to discover that I had already left a comment. (Thanks, Beth!) Now that Blogger is permitting Nicknames with URLs, though, we don't really need to link to silly Blogger profiles any more.
delightful haiku and images! happy new year.
Oh! Beautiful! Happy New Year, Jean. I wish you joy and much peace.
All are such great photos, but the last one is more than incredible when blown to full size. There is no lost of detail or focus from the fence rails in immediate foreground all the way to infinity. You are good!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, Jean! Thank you.
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