For Frank Tassone’s summer solstice prompt.
the longest day
a day for mowing cutting
the year in half
all the golden stalks
the meadow
a battlefield
the gyre narrows
hawk objective probes beneath
the fallen grass
how did they know
before the engine’s rattle
that death was coming?
feather swarm glides
in untouching pattern
through the blue
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Great did you spot my solstice one ?
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I didn’t. I’ll look now.
Summer solstice at Stonehenge
We are always dividing things, sending the ripples out onto the world.
Some good, some bad. I feel a lot of bad ones today. Mood.
There have been bad ones around here for quite awhile. If only we stop testing people the virus will go away! our president said that…
I wonder if he meant that the more you test the more you find—the US is doing such a magnificent job of testing they’re bound to find more cases than the piddling little poor countries that can’t test? He just isn’t articulate enough to put it into recognisable English.
Or am I being too generous?
Unfortunately I think he really means if you don’t test, you won’t have any cases to count and you can pretend its gone.
I feared you’d say that. He really is as dumb as he looks.
Much dumber I’m afraid. And he has a fan club to match.
They should put them all on reservations, let them play together.
Yes. One that you go in but you never come out.
Like a zoo.
Bars and cages.
Do not feed.
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #3: Jane Dougherty’s latest haiku #sequence for my current #haikai challenge!
Thank you, Frank 🙂
The first haiku is my favorite because of the truly surprising shift into the third line.
Thank you! I was pleased with that one!
Love that 3rd line on the first one.
You & K hand me laughing ( you conversation)😊. It would be funny were
it not so sad. What we must look like from the outside!!???
Pat
Thanks Pat 🙂
Sometimes I feel like laughing, more often than not I feel like crying.
I know what you mean.
🙂