Another celebration today of dVerse’s fifth anniversary. Bjorn is interviewing Sam Peralta who used to be at dVerse. Today the prompt is Twitter poetry – 140 characters or less. My two are less than 140 each.
Here is mine, less than 140 characters.
I.
hawk flies between sky
and pond – shadow on water
only frogs can see
public domain image
II.
screen door has small hole –
mosquitoes invade hot night –
mean biters no sleep
kanzen sakura 
Jul 21, 2016 @ 16:01:49
Oh that second one.. brings me back to 1979 when we rented a mobile home… and it was not until that night in the Everglades we found that there was a hole in the mosquito net… just above my bed…
Jul 21, 2016 @ 16:07:58
You approached this form as I did with separate ideas for each one. I did a bit of overkill, of course, with mine. Your first one, graced with an image, resonates best for me. Mosquitos ruined my trip to Alaska.
Jul 21, 2016 @ 16:14:26
Mosquitos ruin everything. If it were for the fact that they feed bats and other critters, I would happily wish them blasted from the face of the earth.
Jul 21, 2016 @ 17:11:06
Love that hawk – and the frog!
Jul 21, 2016 @ 17:18:52
I love this especially that hawk in all his glory 😀
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:06:21
Thank you. It was a red tail that day and glorious
Jul 21, 2016 @ 17:43:47
Love the shadow on water, and that mean mosquitoes, yikes! I enjoyed the micro poetry Toni!
Jul 21, 2016 @ 18:58:01
LOL, they are actually haiku.
Jul 21, 2016 @ 19:40:23
Dang mosquitoes. We are fortunate here in the high desert–they are quite rare compared with the South. But the beauty of Richmond makes up for it. I will never forget the huge azaeleas (sig) and the way the trees meet across the streets. Of course I lived there in the 60’s–and no doubt it’s changed.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:04:35
Those trees still hug across the streets. We had a vicious storm about 6 weeks ago that did much damage to the hugely tall azaleas at Bryan Park – very sad as some of them were 50 years old. I counted a few springs ago – we have 18 total azaleas around the house and on the “grounds”. All colors. Some parts of Richmond haven’t changed and are still the same.
Jul 21, 2016 @ 20:23:05
Oh, do I have a mosquito story! I thought to myself while reading your “tweets”…they’re just like her haiku…that’s because they ARE haiku! Funny, Toni…but not surprising…
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:02:30
Hey, I figured why use up 140 characters when 91 will suffice! Thank you.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 01:52:51
Terrific, love them both.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:01:49
Thank you!
Jul 22, 2016 @ 02:19:40
yeah, mean biters they are…the image of Death’s hovering shadow in the first one is chilling…
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:01:29
I guess it does seem that way, chilling. The day I spent at the pond though, it was calming watching the hawks soar and seeing the frogs on the side hunkering down safe and sound.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 09:10:22
Splendid little treasures that you’ve written here. Wonderful.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:00:23
I have found, haiku works every time! Thank you.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:01:27
And you do them so well, too.
Jul 22, 2016 @ 11:55:26
Love these. Especially the first. And the image: that fish looks so surprised!
Jul 22, 2016 @ 15:50:44
Doesn’t he though? Along the James River that runs through our city, there are quite a few bald eagles and osprey. They have these huge nests and you can see them anytime dropping down and comeing up with fish for their family. Amazing. the fish always looks like…what??????
Jul 22, 2016 @ 14:39:56
The first haiku is exquisite and rich with images. 🙂
Jul 22, 2016 @ 19:37:53
shadow on water
only frogs can see
Very typical of life that can be misconstrued. Danger is everywhere but not many see them coming until it is too late!
Hank
Jul 23, 2016 @ 09:33:11
This is so very true. But the little frogs (most of them) have the good sense to hunker down until the danger is past.