25 thoughts on “I Doodle, You ‘Ku 2014 – 24

  1. Paper Boat Spring

    willow branches. touching water. the moment Spring becomes the season. I enter. slip off my shoes. sit on the bank. place a boat in the water. waiting for the sun. to send me deeper. into shadows and shade. I like this moment. I take a breath. Spring.

    paper boat
    beneath willow branches
    I slip into Spring

      1. aloha Symanntha. thank you. every so often a form like haibun seems to reach out and take hold of me. often it is something I’ve gravitated toward before understanding that there was/is actually a name for something I had been doing in some way on my own. when I discovered haibun was such a form it slowly crept up on me. until a few months ago when it seems to have blossomed right out from under my finger tips on the keyboard. I suspect I’m still learning about my own voice in haibun. which of course is way fun to explore. I’m glad you like what I am doing. Aubrie’s “doodling” and project is a delightful way for me to explore within the perimeters of the challenge. which again reveal new possibilities for my voice and approach to haibun. way fun on that. aloha.

  2. Willows inspire many poems and hope to write something new. Beautiful painting.

    This is a favorite poem from my years in Illinois.

    The weeping willow
    performs its own ballet

    Silently lyrical
    singing of solace
    dancing of peace.

    (Published in Bell’s Letters, The Discerning Poet, and SMILE)

    Thank you,


  3. Reblogged this on Failing at Haiku and commented:
    This doodle challenge that Aubrie has put together is beautiful. I really encourage you to go to her site and check out how other poets have responded in the comments.

    no paper in my pocket
    we sail a stick instead

  4. Wisconsin willows are becoming spring too. They are wrapped in so many memories of time in Milwaukee with my mother, and all the years now after her passing. They have wept for me, reaching to heaven, earth, and water at the same time. They remind me of Psalm One and that I will bear fruit again in season.

    sunrise yellow tulips in a blue vase

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