Apologies to Ronovan—I changed Bust to Burst. Just couldn’t see ‘bust’ in a poem somehow. As always, please visit Ronovan’s blog to read the other entries.
Harvest
Grape must in the vats
summer’s harvest dropping sweet
sunburst of senses.
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Beautiful, Haiku, Jane. I have just started to take an interest in this form and wrote my first a few weeks ago.
While your words create quite a picture of a grape bursting with sweet juice, it also reminded me of a form of seaweed we get here called Neptune’s Necklace or neptune’s beads. They’re seaweed capsules filled with seawater and they squirt when you pop them. The kids and I have water fights squirting each other with them. Not quite the image you Haiku had in mind but it was great fun.
Thank you! I’m glad you liked the image, Rowena. Writing for Ronovan’s prompts has taught me a lot about haiku. For example, I’d never understood that lines one and two should make sense when read together, and lines two and three. Makes it just a bit more challenging 🙂 Your seaweed squirts sound like good clean summer fun! Jane Dougherty https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/ The Green Woman
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Haiku … I can spell it but never have tried it. Thanks Jane! The harvest seems like a whole nether world out there and our children appear so removed from it all. If I were to be in school today I’d think it boring. All the field trips of K-8 just stop and it’s all desk, sitting and eyeball work. Why do I think so much n why do I care? I think because it is time lost forever. I’m going to try a Haiku later this week.
Oops! I didn’t see your comment, Kim. Sorry about that. Most of the primary occupations are a foreign country to most of us. At least we can buy fresh produce from the horny handed peasants who produce it! It’s true though that many kids are bored rigid by the countryside and all that’s in it.
I just love “sunburst of senses,” what a joyful image.
Thanks! When it’s hot and lazy, that’s how it feels. Not like today with a storm brewing! Jane Dougherty https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/ The Green Woman
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Hello! Very pretty haiku! 😀
Thank you Vashti 🙂