Summer greenery

Lightens my heart, brightens days

Lasts not long enough :-(

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Pretty carnations

My daughter's present to me

Love in a bottle

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-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), June 15, 2001

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October moon glows

Lights our fields for harvesting

Graces with beauty.

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Sun and cloud shadow

Pattern on pattern fall fields

Patchworked green and brown.

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Dark clouds threatening

Sun slowly dying behind

Bright rainbow brings hope

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A few hatchus for those who enjoy them on a long ignored thread.

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), October 14, 2003.

That was lovely Tricia. The full moon was truly beautiful here too. When it rose it was deep orange in a clear spring sky. Stunning.

-- Carol (c@oz.com), October 14, 2003.

Haikus...haikus...(digging around in the rubble). Ah! Here we go. A few from a college assignment (I must hurry and copy a couple, the papyrus deteriorates as we speak!):

Metamorphosis?

I say! I think I'll save it

For a warmer day!

__________

Am I a mouse

To grovel here and die afraid?

No! Fate be low-laid!

T the C: I could never get into the Haikus for pleasure. Too much of a good thing (structure and brevity). I used to be a sort of minimalist camper, but soon tired of making coffee in the same skillet I cooked in. I could do it, but it was just too much trouble and I began to wonder why I was trying. Haikus are that way for me. I admire anyone who appears to be able to write them so beautifully and effortlessly. Amazing!

Carol: Regards the moon, we see the same view from any continent. I sometimes speculate when seeing a good moon-view who else might be looking at it and feel a sort of momentary kinship with parties unknown. Goes for other astronomical stuff as well. Remember the comet? I stopped on the shoulder of the road on a West Texas trip years ago and tried to take some pictures, holding the camera hard against the car to steady it. I wondered at the thoughts of other observers. The ancients and primatives had all sorts of strange religious ideas surrounding comets, I'll bet. So, apparently did some suicidal Californians. And they say times change!

-- j (jsnider@hal-pc.org), October 15, 2003.

GuestJuneHeist! He said,
Allergic to Hachu'es
And other poems.

-- Robert & Jean Cook (Cooks@home.ga), October 15, 2003.

Hi J. Many's the time I've gazed at a brilliant sky scene and wondered how many others are appreciating it too. I'm thankful that I live a long way from city lights so I get to see the stars at their best.

-- Carol (c@oz.com), October 16, 2003.

This morning on my way home from work, there was a beautiful dawn to admire (yes, yes I know I should be in bed already!). I wished I could take a snapshot and share it with you, or even that I had Lon's talent for painting postcards.

Rising sun hiding

Turning clouds red, pink and gold

Peaceful meadow wakes.

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So a haitchu is the best you get - hope your day starts as beautifully as my yesterday is ending.

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), October 18, 2003.

The Maples are Red,

Giant Oaks sway in the Breeze,

awaiting their sleep.

= = = = = = =

Golden-carpet Woods,

tall, proud Stands of Evergreens,

mirrored in the Lake.

-- (sonofdust@its.Fall), October 18, 2003.

Leaves are brown - not down.
Red later? Maybe yes so.
Fall still in treetops.

-- Robert & Jean Cook (Cooks@home.ga), October 18, 2003.

Trees stand forlornly

Bare, chill in the autumn wind

Shivering begins.

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@teluspalent.nst), October 19, 2003.

The falling Ash leaves,

shimmering in the Sunlight,

on their downward flight.

= = = = = = = == = =

Frost covers the grass,

then turns into Morning Dew...

glittering droplets.

-- (sonofdust@Hi.Ku), October 19, 2003.

Cold creeps through the land

Baring branches, browning grass

Stealing autumn hues.

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Love the haiku, Sonofdust!

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@teluspalent.ent), October 25, 2003.