The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!
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Yay Words! 
paper swans
divide at the fork
in the river . . .
the choice I made
to leave you
under the green
shades our laughter
cricket song
the cicadas…
I listen to the the sounds
of bamboo growing
‘the’ is not necessary in the first line, I think..
cicadas…
I listen to the sounds
of bamboo growing
Love the sounds of bamboo growing, Anitha!
Thanks, Sanjuktaa. 🙂
teach me, flute…
to turn this kiss into
butterflies
Reblogged this on A Walk In Haiku and commented:
bamboo flute …
the sway in the rhythm
shifting dreams
listen to the green
the secret trees –
one thousand gifts
Each line is the title of a book.
Listen To The Green by Luci Shaw
The Secret Trees poems by Luci Shaw
One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp
Both authors have websites, if someone wishes more information.
construction site —
a little girl’s
origami crane
emotions folded
neatly enough
to stay afloat
wind through the reed warbler’s song
I wake in four AM darkness. a walk through tall bamboo. the sound of unknown birds scattering before me. the scent of winter trailing each step. I slip deeper into sleep. a path of fallen origami cranes. these breadcrumbs into my dream.
flight into spring
each fold of an origami wing
one step closer
aloha Aubrie. my oops and an apology for posting this correction. I prefer to title haibun. where as I do not title haiku. I simply forgot to include the title with the previous comment post. below is the entire haibun (the body is the same) with the title:
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Each Step into Spring
I wake in four AM darkness. a walk through tall bamboo. the sound of unknown birds scattering before me. the scent of winter trailing each step. I slip deeper into sleep. a path of fallen origami cranes. these breadcrumbs into my dream.
flight into spring
each fold of an origami wing
one step closer
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thank you for hosting as well as drawing for your month of doodle ku. and as well for allowing my correction. aloha. rick.
bamboo flower . . .
that wish of making him
live long enough
to see the many times
he could make me bloom
How lovely that is, Chrissi!
Thanks, Sanjuktaa! 🙂
How dry their wings.
I would wake you.
singing
for their lost love-
crickets
early spring
tucked in the folds
of bamboo
whispering grove-
my unspoken words
find a voice