South meets East: Poetry and Musings – words of the seasons
06 Nov 2014 19 Comments
in General Poetry, Haiku
Tags: dawn, early winter, haiku, hawk, Japanese style poetry
Cold misty dawn – hawk
Flies silently overhead
Black against grey sky.
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Nov 06, 2014 @ 10:36:46
Nov 06, 2014 @ 10:37:37
thank you, dear heart.
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Nov 06, 2014 @ 10:45:59
Nov 06, 2014 @ 11:05:31
I looked up, saw it, and the haiku wrote itself…
Nov 06, 2014 @ 11:12:46
🙂 🙂 🙂
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Nov 06, 2014 @ 11:50:51
The imagery is so sharp I can hear that hawk screech. This is the best one so far. Fabulous. ❤
Nov 06, 2014 @ 13:19:27
Thank you! I went out this morning, looked up and saw it. The haiku wrote itself. Maye that’s why it is good 😊
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Nov 06, 2014 @ 14:49:16
Yes, I believe in those times when the heaven open up and you must write what comes. Really live this one. 🙂
Nov 06, 2014 @ 16:52:56
❤ ❤ ❤
Nov 06, 2014 @ 12:23:50
Gives a sense of strength, but then the greyness tinges it with sadness. This is really beautiful!
Nov 06, 2014 @ 13:18:26
Thank you so much! I appreciate your words.
Nov 06, 2014 @ 14:48:04
So descriptive! It amazes me how much can be said in so few words. Beautiful!
sheridegrom - From the literary and legislative trenches.
Nov 08, 2014 @ 00:56:11
Nov 08, 2014 @ 09:24:54
Thank you. It just wrote itself.
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Nov 08, 2014 @ 17:25:59
This remains with me after reading as well.. fantastic! 🙂
Nov 13, 2014 @ 20:00:31
Kanzen, Oh, excellent: this gave me goosebumps! And evokes the hawk that hangs out in our neighborhood and circles overhead nearly every day. Thank you. xoxo
Nov 13, 2014 @ 20:15:19
Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed. Our hawk has a roost in our neighborhood and we frequently see it gliding overhead.
Nov 13, 2014 @ 22:02:08
As it flies above
I feel my burdens carried
Each by each, away
Nov 13, 2014 @ 22:24:24
Hello my friend! I have missed you. How are you and Mrs. E? What a lovely poem you have left. Indeed, as I watched the hawk overhead, in spite of the chill and greyness, I felt at peace.
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