mainecrimewriters.com…”But the king—or queen—of the woods is a woodpecker. I laugh along whenever I hear the loud ha-ha-ha-ha-ha echo through the trees. The pileated woodpecker is the largest North American woodpecker, about crow size, but its red crest and long tail feathers make it appear larger. It was the model for Woody the Woodpecker.” Susan Vaughan
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hearing your tapping
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A nice haiku, with a smile, but there is also a deeper spiritual meaning for the Woodpecker.
If Woodpecker has come knocking…
It is time to really pay attention because opportunity is has come knocking along with it. It is signaling you that great changes are happening in your life and it is up to you to seize the moment. Whether it is the renewal of an old project, the finishing of a new project or simply a serendipitous meeting with someone in your life. Whatever way you perceive it know that the door is wide open for you right now and that success is your for the asking.
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Woodpecker as your Totem…
You have the power of rhythm in your blood. You are tuned to the heartbeat of the Earth and the cycles that rule it. You have the ability to shake up the awareness of others as well as the ability to grab every ones attention with the simplest of words. You understand the power of your words and use them sparingly and precisely to get your point across. You are often the first to draw everyone’s attention to something that needs attending to.
Woodpecker has entered your dreams…
When woodpecker comes knocking in your dreams it is asking you to pay attention in your waking life. There may be something you have overlooked and it is trying to bring it back into your focus. Diligence is key here. Just some background ….
Here is my attempt:
hammering noise
resonates through the forest
deepens the silence
© Chèvrefeuille
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| This southerly view shows Somes Sound as seen from the north end in Somesville, Maine on Mount Desert Island. Bar Harbor is to the north and northeast of this point. |
My response to the prompt:
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| Credits: Grey Glacier Torres del Paine National Park Chile |
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This glacier looks fantastic … let me look at the haiku which Jane uses for example for this modern kigo for winter according to her “A Dictionary of Haiku”:
under low clouds
evening sky glacier
cools the wind
a journey ends
where the glacier melted
a field of stones
© Jane Reichhold
Two extraordinary beautiful haiku I think ….
Our host Kristjaan Panneman aka © Chèvrefeuille shared:
as far as I can see
blueish, greyish and whiteish snow
first glacier contact
© Chèvrefeuille
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Northern Lights as seen from the Northern Provinces of The Netherlands
from the post on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
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My response to the prompt:
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Northern Lights
bright madras palette
sky in jewel tones
royal colors blanket earth
Wise Men travel bringing gifts
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….our prompt for today, Northern Light (Aurora Borealis), extracted from Jane Reichhold’s saijiki
“A Dicitionary of Haiku”.
This month all the prompts are modern kigo (seasonwords) for winter and Jane has gathered a lot of them.
Here is the haiku which she shared for “Northern Lights”:
Northern Lights
a white robed choir sings
to radio static
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A beauty I think … it’s so well build and in tune with the time of year.
This haiku brings a church choir in mind as I know them from the Gospel choirs or Pentacostal Church, enjoying their belief in praising the Lord and that joy and praise becomes even stronger as I see the Northern Lights in front of my mind’s eyes. Gorgeous and such a great image … wow!
Thanks Jane for this wonderful haiku….have sought in my archive and found the following cascading haiku on Auruora Borealis:
treat of Mother Earth
coloring the skies
Aurora Borealis
Aurora Borealis
a palette of colors
treat of Mother Earth
© Chèvrefeuille
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A Tan Renga Challenge is
one person writes
first stanza (5-7-5)
and second person
given to copy and paste.
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Second person writes
inspired second stanza
(7-7)
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at sunrise –
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no words between lovers
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just a kiss
…………………..WabiSabi
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lovers kiss not just a kiss
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sign of “I love you” always
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……………………Sigrid Saradunn
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at sunrise –
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no words between lovers
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just a kiss
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…………………..WabiSabi.
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spring flowers thru winters chill
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sunrise ~ sunset forever
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……………………Sigrid Saradunn
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at sunrise –
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no words between lovers
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just a kiss.
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…………………..WabiSabi
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lovers woo ~ no matter what
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time goes by ~ say “I love you”
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Apologies to Herman Hupfeld ©
who wrote the words and music to
“As Time Goes By”… I keep humming
the song, as I write my haiku since I
read Wabi Sabi’s start to the challenge.
My memory written as a tribute
to his memorable song.
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first storm named typhoon
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rice paper walls shake ~ shiver
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apples fly thru air
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I arrived in Tokyo in the fall, 1965.
My first memory of a storm was a typhoon,
the walls shaking, and when I finally calmed,
the house REALLY shook ~ with an earthquake !
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cooler nights surprise
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berries ~ crab apples ripen
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small creatures ~ fall feast
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© 2011 by Sigrid Saradunn…acrylic batik on rice paper … private collection
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Autumn color bursts
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red, gold, orange fireworks reign
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tourists burst from bus
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Dream mini-tree house…the one on the right with the deck.
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the child within me
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hides in plain sight ~ but not
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tree house with a view
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“the answer” ~ my friend
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“is blowin’ in the wind” ~ listen
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with heart ~ not ears
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my thank you, Bob Dylan, songwriter,
and to The Kingston Trio for
the words that are ingrained
in my memory from
back in the day
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The Badshahi Masjid at night. From Wikipedia
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mysterious land.
lilting music draws me near
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curious eyes stare
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language puzzles
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unfamiliar sights excite
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fish out of water
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siggiofmaine 
