For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge. Lots of moons.
in the shallows
of the sky clouds shoal
a beam of silver
in the half-light
between bright day and dark night
moon rises
caught in waving
tree fronds framing a sky pool
the moon
in a silver pool
of tree-kelp swims the moon
as sturgeon fish
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That closing haiku is a perfect closing.
Did I just type that?! I meant to say the last haiku is a perfect closing. Oh, well.
I know what you meant, and you meant what you said, we’re just beaten over the head with the ‘don’t repeat’ rule that is totally arbitrary anyway.
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A beautiful and gentle progression of haiku 😣
Thank you, Willow 🙂
Oh that last one is perfect. Like Ken said. (K)
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#Haiku Happenings #3: Jane Dougherty’s latest haiku for my current #Haikai Challenge!
Thank you, Frank 🙂
What a intriguing image. Hope i will keep this in my mind. Its so inspiring. Michael
If your clouds are anything like ours, you’ll see what I meant 🙂
Thats right. The clouds are the same. 😉
That’s a nice thought 🙂
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The moon is a companion, yet it seems so foreign sometimes. No wonder we try to put a face, literally, on it. This celebration of the moon keeps it mystic and familiar. For some, I guess, the mystic is familiar.
The moon does have a face. I see the same expression every full moon.
Wonderful concept and imagery.
Thank you! the sky really looked like the ocean.
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