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Posted: February 18th, 2006, 6:19 am
by sooZen
It was such a cloudy beautiful day in Phar Lepht on Friday the mtmynded one and I had to take a ride...
pecan groves
outside the car window
branches wave
...
the cottonwoods squat
along the Rio Grande
~ancient Indians~
(whoops! now counting the syl-la-bells
)
...
mesquite branches (pronounced mess-keet-tay)
hanging husks of dried beans
sparrow harmony
(enough of that counting stuff...hah!)
...
salt cedars
cling to the river bank-
illegal aliens
...
clouds over the mesa
nut trees wave in unison
hello rain
okay...I had a haiku surge!
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:02 am
by judih
mesa minded
pecans carpet rainwet grass
kibbutzniks gather
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:03 am
by Ann Bingham
red bloom grows
above satin green leafy stem, thorns prick me
hurtful rose.
bountiful plains
no more grow the wheat fields, drought strickened
where is the food?
window sees, eyes feel
winter white abounds freely
life is crystal whole.
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:07 am
by sooZen
hey dude, pass the jam...
o NO! I am gonna have to leave soon and I am all alone.
Hah!
well, in that case I will jam a lone jam:
allepo pine
a one gallon pot
sprung up
...
pomegranates
dried shells of fruit
bird ornaments
...
aspens shiver
white trunks in winter
leaves take a dip
haikuing on a lake without an oar...
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:10 am
by sooZen
hey whamajammers...kewl!
yellow roses
crowns of thorns
Jesus!
gathering of tribes
'standing people' stretch
cloud hidden
I didn't see youse guys before I was "typed"
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:30 am
by sooZen
spider webs
pinon a loom
a lacy moon
(actually the second line would'a been better as 'pinon weaves' or wood it? Hah!)
...
long-horned owl
knows where the doves nest-
the aleppo diner!
...
mockingbirds sing
bird pepper bush
springs
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:48 am
by mtmynd
shrouded moon
over the pinon
shows glow
_____
4:30 a.m.
trees still sleep
this son arises
_____
if trees would
they really wood
______
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 7:59 am
by Ann Bingham
and wood they should
burn bright, burn hot
or would could I
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:00 am
by sooZen
before the sun
the son also rises
cornball haijinks!
...
a brief flash
moon shows her breast
cloudy can-can dancer
...
if trees could talk, they wood... (Cecil B.)
...
under the pine
smoking a cigarette
you puff up
...
limbs embrace
pinecones in high branches~
love out of reach
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:11 am
by Ann Bingham
no moon, no suns
only brides
in red dresses.
sweeping sleepy long
hard the night
soft the morning.
venturing from the point?
the son sleeps,
the daughters sleep
my heart is at rest.
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:16 am
by sooZen
kentucky woman
rests on her laurels~
children branch out
Did I spell 'laurel' right? Hah!
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:28 am
by mtmynd
from birth to death
never moving
only swaying
________
tree pruning
dead wood brush
clean view
_______
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:28 am
by Ann Bingham
ignorance breeds, abounds
almost, dimwitted at times
laurals? no dictionary found.
sunbursting multicolored
velvet smooth
beautiful dancer she be.
soft white mitten kitten
one whole, one half that
purring silently to sleep.
pine bare needle point
sharp, pricking, picking, alass
I draw in away.
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:39 am
by sooZen
bristlecone pine
bent by the wind
cliff notes
Yes...I guess I did spell 'laurel' right but I have a handy-dandy dictionary at my finger-types. I used laurel because it is a hardy tree.
moonlight sonata
serenading a lulluby
the cradle rocks
...
curled into a C
cat does the alphabet
middle way
...
beautiful trees
hugging the sky
ergo no ego
...
MT:
Daddy's wooden bird
thrown in the brush pile~
the Phoenix rises
Posted: February 18th, 2006, 8:51 am
by Ann Bingham
from ashes comes beauty
momma has done well
poppa rose above the roots
_____________
skyscraper tall
thick the base
mind soars in trees.
winged thing
flys high, flys low
rest at my doorstep.
window closed
a mind out of sink, sighs, breaths, renews the soul
ends open