The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!
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The concept is simple: Here’s a doodle. Now write a poem to accompany it!
New to doodleku? See the original post; you can also click here to keep track of each day.
The Span of a Season
surinam cherries. the only growing cherry i have access to currently. still. they blossom. and delight. bonsai surinam trees are steps from my kitchen door. the first i planted is maintained low on a fence. today it is full of white blossoms. an early cherry has fallen to the ground.
the morning air
cool in the bright sunlight
i step into Spring
pink cotton candy…
the sky from beneath
the cherry
please correct it to:
pink cotton candy
the sky from beneath
the cherry trees
why wouldn’t I
love you…
sakura sky
yesterday’s
white drifts down
apple blossoms
lovely, a new season
fallen petals
stick to my shoes –
carried inside
almond blossom…
i forget what you asked me
to remind you
cherry blossoms —
the letter
I never sent
in your absence
I take in the deep notes
of peach blossoms . . .
just when I’ve had enough,
I fall into love’s undoing
Magnolia
Magnolia
Brief petals
Turn Illinois spring
Into eternity.
Reblogged this on A Walk In Haiku and commented:
blossom rain …
not thinking of what’s next
but just now
In my humble opinion, I thank that L3 is redundant and suggest revising it in order to add depth and mystery:
not thinking
of what is next…
blossom rain
*think
Yes, I like this. Thanks, Rita.
pink petals . . .
on her “Forever Missed” page
clickable links
seeing spring
in a brand new way
winter 2014
An especially lovely painting, with the branch, petals and colors of the background.
apple blossoms
falling into pieces . . .
I shudder and break down
each time I remember
all my regrets
transcience –
tiny footprints
on the carpet
.
magnolia blossoms
his hands move
to the deep south
I love it.