evening shadows
the cricket serenades
the moon
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Dance
barely a breeze
the long grasses still try
to dance
This haiku was a product of heading out to the park with a blanket, inspirational haiku reading in the form of Almost Unseen by George Swede, a pen, and my lovely journal with flowers and apples on the cover. I read for awhile to get into the right frame of mind, and then I just laid there and listened....and listened some more.
Then, while I was listening to the nature around me, I tried to look at the world as a place filled with "awe and wonder". This sense of appreciation for even the smallest things around us is vital to writing a great haiku. And, soon enough...it came to me!
the long grasses still try
to dance
This haiku was a product of heading out to the park with a blanket, inspirational haiku reading in the form of Almost Unseen by George Swede, a pen, and my lovely journal with flowers and apples on the cover. I read for awhile to get into the right frame of mind, and then I just laid there and listened....and listened some more.
Then, while I was listening to the nature around me, I tried to look at the world as a place filled with "awe and wonder". This sense of appreciation for even the smallest things around us is vital to writing a great haiku. And, soon enough...it came to me!
Saturday, September 24, 2011
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