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Poems: Haiku 7 and Work of the Hands

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Poems:  November 26, 2017

Haiku 7 and Work of the Hands

7.

November 24, 2017

Penny at fifteen

Will puppy plan and snuggle

Gift lessons for me

 

It’s a rainy day.

I’m working on the Bonnie Hunter 2017 mystery quilt—alongsides friends near and far—and listening to a Jo Nesbo book (downloaded from the Maine state library system).

 

More pics of finished clue to follow later.

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November 26, 2017 at 11:22 am

Turkey Tracks: Walking Haikus, Haiku 6

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Turkey Tracks:  November 25, 2017

Walking Haikus

6.

November 23, 2017

Walking haikus make

Themselves with no distractions

Soul rhythms emerge

 

Thanksgiving day No No Penny and I walked our “lake” walk.  It’s one of the areas where she can be off-leash, which pleases us both.

The following pictures illustrate what happens when one just sees, hears, and feels on a walk…

…because then an attachment to nature emerges.

The lake is still low from the summer and early fall drought:

The wind over the water is cold so I don a hat and gloves and tighten my neck scarf and zip up my coat.  The cold wind is bracing though and clears out one’s head.

I am reminded of friend Giovanna McCarthy when I feel the warmth of the scarf she made me around my neck.

Penny sets a good pace for us.  But she wanders, too, and that’s what a walk is about for her.  If she gets too far behind, two whistles bring her running to touch my palm.  It’s a game she likes.

The leaves are all gone now.  Look at the color of the sky.  It’s so blue.  It’s not unusual to see rock climbers scaling that cliff.

A view of the lake in the bend of the road.  the white speck at the left edge of the road is Penny.

A small group of mallards comes close enough to get a picture.  The blue sky’s reflections dance across the water.

When I get back into the car, my head is full of haikus.

 

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November 25, 2017 at 2:18 pm

Haiku 5

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November 22, 2017

Haiku 5

November 21, 2017

5.

Thanksgiving Beckons

With Giving and Receiving

Give first of oneself

 

 

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November 23, 2017 at 9:20 am

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Poems: Haiku 4

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November 20, 2017

Haiku 4

 

November 20, 2017

4.

Sun sparkling harbor

Pen gathers up the dog scents

Walking brings us joy

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November 21, 2017 at 11:31 am

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Poems: Haiku 1

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November 16, 2017

 

Haiku 1

November 13, 2017

 

First snow fell last night

Ice crystals kissing the earth

Last leaves hold on tight

 

 

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November 17, 2017 at 6:08 pm

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Poems: Haiku 2

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November 15, 2017

Haiku 2

October 2017

 

Crimson maple flames

Against corner of gold house

Earth’s revolution

 

 

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November 15, 2017 at 11:50 am

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Poems: “The Red Wheelbarrow”

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Janine Gervais sends along this poem by William Carlos William (1883-1963).

ENJOY!

So nice to read in this spring season in Maine…

 

THE RED WHEELBARROW

 

so much depends

upon

 

a red wheel

barrow

 

glazed with rain

water

 

beside the white

chickens.

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June 15, 2015 at 4:47 pm

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