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Why? (Haibun)

Autumn used to be my favorite season until I underwent chemotherapy back in 2006.  I was extremely sensitive to smells then – just like when I was pregnant – except this time around I had considerably less hair.  224 more words

tears (haibun)

chanting or praying

when I picture their faces,

brings me to tears

© Tournesol ’14

I don`t get it…at first I thought when I visualized the face of Amma when I chanted my mantra, it meant some form of connection, spiritual and blessed. 596 more words

Poetry

Retrograde Motion

It’s August and dead leaves are already falling. Once upon a time you told me I didn’t know loneliness.

That’s probably where it all started. 9 more words

Haiku

Beggar's Woods (Haibun)

My Pennsylvania town (or “Borough”) had one safe place for homeless people – a small wooded area close to both Route 30 and Interstate 81.  And the borough – in its infinite wisdom – tore down that wooded area and fenced it in. 398 more words

spices and herbs (haibun)

This prompt at Carpe Diem has me thinking a lot today. Reading some of the outstanding offerings of these poets inspired me.

Day dreaming has always been my favourite pastime since a very young child. 529 more words

Photography

Almanac

Woolly worm wives’ tales inch across the highway and dissolve into the mare’s tail sunset.

You’re not sure you can survive another winter.

sky-wide lightning
empty side
of the bed

Haiku