When one is dreaming, a house represents one’s life. Is it too much to ask that one has a waking dream of peaceful repose in one’s home, and by extension, life? I know we humans are animals and survive in a jungle, but hasn’t civilization taken upon itself the use of tools to organize…
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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 10th 2019, new beginnings
Chèvrefeuille is the host of Mindlovemiserys Menageries’s Heeding Haiku with, who says: Welcome at a new episode of Heeding Haiku With … MLMM’s feature about haiku and haibun, two wonderful kinds of Japanese poetry. A while ago I decided to give you only a theme for this feature and maybe some rules to use. This…
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, February 6th 2019, sundown
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, February 6th 2019, sundown Mindloves Misery Menagerie’s Chèvrefeuille says: Welcome at a new episode of Heeding Haiku With … MLMM’s feature about haiku and haibun. As you all (maybe) know I am hosting my own website at blogger.com and this month we are creating Tan Renga. Tan Renga is a short chained…
MLMM Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille — HAWK
This week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille has the inspirational prompt of hawk. i Perched, her red tail wags, head swiveling to decide which snow drift to glide. ii Brown wings glide over white drifts; talons clutch the hare; sub-zero dinner. iii Winter hawk calls in the morning; there will be grief in snowy…
#MLMM Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, January 23rd 2019, skating
Chevrefeuille is the host today and says: Your task is to create a haiku or haibun themed “skating”. Try to create a haiku following the classical rules (short moment, seasonword, cuttingword, 5-7-5 syllables and interchangeable first and third line) and your haibun may count a maximum of 150 words. Have fun! i Steel blades clip…
#MLMM — haiku: first snow
http://gph.is/1hk0w3e Chevrefeuille’s prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie is first snow, where it may be a haiku or haibun. I chose haiku. Pinpricking iced flakes tap skin – and everything else; some melts, some doesn’t.
