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Maine tradition
pretty May Baskets
deliver secretly to love
run
tradition of making and giving May Baskets:
and decorated with crepe paper in pretty colors
May baskets are small and light to hand on
the door knob of the entry door…
I understand, if it is a school age “crush” it is
hung on the door knob, door bell rang
and the person delivering runs and hides,
watches the person come to the door to see
their reaction.
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.Sharon Hawley photo from the Tanka on Site prompt
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(You may read all about her biking adventures in her blog: Pedaling West II –http://sharonbybicycle.blogspot.com/2013_02_01_archive.html
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a dusty town
the largest of western legends
dying along the river
the nightingale no longer sings
time for a trek over dusty plains
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photo spring of 2013…(c) The Art of Sigrid Saradunn
still have snow in the garden this year..into April.
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pause in March…found a slew
not posted so here goes my
spring cleaning getting cobwebs
out of my mind
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CAPTIVATE
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grandma found her man
a bit shy, he stayed a distance
he swooped ~ hanky drop
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Citrus
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darkest winter days
sunshine surrounds kitchen
icicles shimmering
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carbonation
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spring time strikes the nose
Plop plop fizz fizz
that old pollen feeling
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cloche
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teepee hats for plants
protective ring around sprouts
sun ~ water do the work
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spring cleaning
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time to down size
forty-three years fills the house
autumn of my years
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constellation
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patient worried
constellation of tests
“virus” “call in morning”
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current
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tea on lawn by Pond *
tea and scones ~ popovers
today’s step back in time
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*Jordan Pond House,
Acadia National Park.
Remembering past in
current traditions
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crapshoot
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brides want lasting love
pro con lists go on and on
forever love ~ crap shoot
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cockleshell
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warming hearts cockles
heart thumping beats faster
warm fuzzy feeling
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carp (verb)
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high maintenance spouse
caterwauls, bellyaches, whines
prima donna
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rude neighbor lady
kids cut across lawn to school
deaf ears to anger
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“CURIOUSER AND CURIOUSER”
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tea party magic
secluded wonderland
secret garden found
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hidden entrance
stream and lady slippers greet
bench with shaded roof
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“high tea”…three tiers
finger sandwiches ~ tasty cakes
deer watch from pond
written for facebook page.
NaHaiWriMo facebook site encourages
other than the standard 5-7-5 haiku forms.
It is a place to have fun, play creatively,
experiment, try something new, practice
writing haiku daily.
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In the thirty years we have lived here,
one of the highlights of spring is waiting for the first color on our Queen –
a fourteen foot rhododendron we have nurtured from a princess less than four feet.
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This year, that color happened over the weekend inside the bush barely visible.
I happened to be gone.
Today, the first streaks of color showed on several outside buds –
with sun they should burst forth tomorrow of the next day.
Makes me really happy.
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We anticipate new in many ways –
in flowers such as lilacs or rose buds,
a newborn,
the first grapes,
the first home baked cookie,
breaking of the ice.
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These are not always momentous occasions such as graduation;
they can be mundane – the first dandelion bloom.
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What “bursting forth” do you anticipate?
What first color?
Shoot?
Taste?
Event?
How will your tanka celebrate this first?
April 22, 2014 prompt: first color – anticipation
yellow primrose peeks
winter’s wilted cover hid
spring’s delightful gift
spirits lift at the sight
new greens bright ~ spring colors delight
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(c) 4/2014…Saradunn
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Tanka Poets on Site
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· (c)November 3, 2013 Saradunn….
Before the winter storms, the St. Dunstan Espiscopal Church’s willow tree, Ellsworth Maine, USA
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Which one? Well … the haiku has to follow the syllables-count 5-7-5, the classic rule.
The first line you have to use is:
“under the willow”
Have fun, be inspired and share your classical (counted) haiku
under the willow
hiding for the midday-heat
newly wed couple
(c) Chèvrefeuille
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(c) 2/14/2014
After the winter storms, the St. Dunstan Espiscopal Church’s willow tree, Ellsworth Maine, USA
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Flora records indicate wisteria has been known to live up to 100 years and even older
A great wisteria (藤, fuji) blossoms at Ashikaga Flower Park in Ashikaga, Tochigi, Japan.
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play one’s in the center
children’s laughter
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children’s up to any age
… dice game for all
====rolling on river
high and fast roll the dice
river vultures drool
1 decay
winter road decay
beware sink holes and pot holes
mechanics delight
roads winter wear
cars undersides salty rot
rims bend, tires tire
2 drain
spring prom gowns
couples have new dance moves
chaperons gutter minds
4 dawn
rooster announces
daybreak peaks over distant hills
starts much to early
horizons first light
pink yellow orange parfait
mother looks at clock
5 down
down sizing
bain of old age
dump man’s delight
down town
all dressed up ~ window shopping
stiletto heels tapping
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back in the day,
a young lady or a woman of any age,
would dress up to go shopping…
white gloves and all.
Hard to imagine how times have changed,
but will always remember the sound
of steel stiletto heels on the sidewalk
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written for facebook page.
NaHaiWriMo facebook site encourages
other than the standard 5-7-5 haiku forms.
It is a place to have fun, play creatively,
experiment, try something new, practice
writing haiku daily.
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blogspot.com
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Sunday
“the treadmill hours” *
the dreaded day
of
“what do people do
on Sunday”
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spin your wheels
kind of day
for me
as a child
and
early teen.
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We didn’t
go to church
tho I knew
people did every week.
Read
the Sunday comics…
after Dad read
the paper first.
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Mother
had a plan
for
Sunday meals
it seems….
I laugh now,
but it was normal
back in the day.
For a few weeks
or
months…
it seemed
like months
in my memory,
baked chicken,
then
yummy roast
with
potatoes, carrots
and onions
all
baked together
til
brown and delish.
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I
remember
wondering
about what
“other people”
did on
“treadmill hours Sundays”…
Reading
in my room,
or watching sports
on tv with Dad
(we got a tv
with rabbit ears
when I was 10
or 11.
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At first I was bored,
but got to
love
the Milwaukee Braves,
Green Bay Packers
and
professional bowlers tour
(that
might have been
on Saturday…
so long ago
it was).
Treadmill hours Sundays,
my first thought
of any Sunday
that I could remember
a specific
memory.
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Times changed.
I changed.
But
when I’m at a loss
for what
to do
…like today…
I remember,
Sundays
were always a puzzle
for me…
wondering what is it
that
others do,
and why
are Sundays
so important
that
what ever people DO
on Sundays,…
why
can’t they do it
on Mondays,
or Tuesdays…
ANY
day
of the week.
Sigh
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*The “treadmill hours” phrase is credited to
Hedgewitch at “Lifesentences” … it gave a name to those days
of wondering during my childhood of what DID
people do on Sundays. Please read her post at:
HTTP://VERSISCAPE-LIFESENTENCES.BLOGSPOT.COM/2014/04/SUNDAY-SPACE.HTML
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YOU ARE AMONG TOADS
“Think as I think,” said a man,
“or you are abominably wicked;
you are a toad.”
And after I thought of it, I said,
“I will, then, be a toad.” ~ Stephen Crane
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YOU ARE AMONG TOADS
“Think as I think,” said a man,
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