September 2009
10 posts
Wind comes racing back With news of Freshly turned soil
Brian Pike on Paiku
dark sky haiku
the sound of leaves between me and the dark sky
aj3d
Still hoping For one last swallow To draw a line under summer
Brian Pike
Before light can balance a pale robin
Deb Scott
Equinoctial
Summer ends abruptly.
Balance tips between confusion
& silence. Snow falls
but only in the mountains,
warning the lowlands & plains.
— by PF Anderson, September 22, 2009
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I just posted a few thoughts about haiku on my tumblr blog. It’s about my search for poets who write with real music that works to sharpen focus on the moment they describe.
- Kris
river swan rippling the white edge of a cloud
an ache in the shoulders the weight of grey clouds
in the long grass a football barnacled with snail shells
rapt in spider thread my autumn face
one white butterfly - and with it goes my train of thought
sun dazzle is she calling or singing Welcominig Mark Holloway … These are selections from August 5th to September 18th 2009 on his blog,...
We dance the fury of purple teeth roll the great grape streaming our veins we see the world the night kaleidoscope the street our home
DannyPoet
A meatloaf of cat in the open window, a jogtrot of robin on the grass, sectioned by the screen. Not a breath of air moving.
Sherry Chandler (bluegrasspoet)
At the stop light his tail pipe rattles with the bass beat
klindbeck