(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley
(#127)
serrated sea shells
flay unfeeling fleeing feet
my numb soul bleeds out
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(#128)
bits of blue shell
and broken soul mark my fall
from heaven’s nest
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(#129)
old pond and ocean
renewed with each thunderstorm
my soul begs for rain
…..
(#130)
your name etched
on every cobblestone
this road leads nowhere
…..
(#131)
frost on suisen
sheen of wistful memories
melts too quickly
…..
(#132)
buds on barren twigs
kanji writ on sleeping trees
promise of the spring
Hi Mike, an interesting ocean theme today! Very nice. The one about the name etched in cobblestone reminded me of another haiku I have read earlier this week by Buson (I think). If I find it again I share it with you. Have a good weekend.
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Hey, Mark. Yeah, it appears a bit of a maritime theme infiltrated this batch. Water is so inspiring, whether it’s an old pond or a vast sea (as long as I don’t fall in–I can’t swim!). You’ve got me curious now regarding the haiku you mentioned. Let me know if it comes to mind again. Thanks for checking these out and commenting. I appreciate it. π
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Wonderful collection , Mike. Truly enjoyed.π
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Thanks as always, Grace, for taking time to read and comment. Much appreciated. π
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My pleasure truly.π
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Brilliant, Mike.
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David
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Thanks, David. I’m still stuck on that road (my last relationship). Some things take a long time to figure out. π
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Fall from heaven
Wonderful woven wordsππ
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Much thanks for your kind words, Reena. It’s always a delight to read your comments. I appreciate it. π
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