~
on the wind
wilted petals float away
sleeping bulb remains
~
all that’s left
crinkled brown scuttling
over the lawn
~
certainty
in nature’s mirror –
transience
~
words moving my pen
forward and back
looking for wisdom
~
©2017 Ontheland
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Love this haiku sequence. You’ve blended the transience of life and our perpetual search for meaning so beautifully.
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thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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Brava.. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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thank you Dorna 🙂
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Excellent series of haiku.
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Thank you 🙂 I’m enjoying this series.
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Thanks Janice. This brought back memories of my dad, his favourite quote from the Rubaiyat, which he read often.
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That’s touching to know Jane…a beautiful work to read often and I particularly love the last line in this one: “I came like water and like wind I go”
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My dad claimed to have given up reading new books. There were so many old favourites he wanted to reread.
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There was a time when books were harder to come by and more like treasures. There is a sort of romance in having a collection to savour and not craving for more. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the range of reading options…
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I resent the time wasted on reading bad books. The only way to avoid it is to read the classics. I might be missing out on some modern gems, but I’d rather let other people waste their time picking them out. 🙂
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Time is limited and valuable…I’ve found books that have received a recent award or been on a short list…quite rewarding.
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I have too. Books that win or are shortlisted for some awards are worth reading.
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An amazing collection flowing from the prompt Janice. The first one especially hits my imagination.
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thank you Denis…some bulbs do seem to last forever ….
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