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Nicely done!
Nicely done!
Hey, Grace, you're a natural! Sorry I'm so unnatural! I guess that's why I created my own form, HeadCase Haiku! Sorry, LorII for my cowpie-ing this thread... but looks like someone else just did too? 
casting rays of joy
sweet voice awakens day’s sun;
laughter lingers long
© Daniel J Ricketts 24 March 2003
casting rays of joy
sweet voice awakens day’s sun;
laughter lingers long
© Daniel J Ricketts 24 March 2003
WASTE, OR WAIST ?
Hallowe'en's over:
Trick is with leftover treats,
Wouldn't want to waist .....
Alan Mcalpine Douglas
Hallowe'en's over:
Trick is with leftover treats,
Wouldn't want to waist .....
Alan Mcalpine Douglas
fall of dignity
trees refuse to leave;
stand stark, arms outstretched
© Daniel J Ricketts 03 Nov 2003
trees refuse to leave;
stand stark, arms outstretched
© Daniel J Ricketts 03 Nov 2003
fall beclouds
shadowing daylight,
then reigning o’er noon’s parade,
what be fall’s clouds? mist?
befogging our daze,
they loft, leave a cirrusly
cumulous affect
feigning memories
their wisp a ring in silence
as they diminish
leaving trees baring
shivering limbs with trunks packed,
but nowhere to go.
© Daniel J Ricketts 04 Oct 2003
shadowing daylight,
then reigning o’er noon’s parade,
what be fall’s clouds? mist?
befogging our daze,
they loft, leave a cirrusly
cumulous affect
feigning memories
their wisp a ring in silence
as they diminish
leaving trees baring
shivering limbs with trunks packed,
but nowhere to go.
© Daniel J Ricketts 04 Oct 2003
December roses
brave the kiss of falling snow
with sweet submission
brave the kiss of falling snow
with sweet submission
Grace
QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 07 2003, 23:27)
December roses
brave the kiss of falling snow
with sweet submission
brave the kiss of falling snow
with sweet submission
Grace
My muse has twisted words again, Grace!
Quiet Resign
cold North Sea sailors
immerse themselves deeply in
covert sub mission
© M Lee Dickens’ son 08 Nov 2003
Nice reading in here! 
OK - I'll try one!
OK - I'll try one!
Whispers of the wind
waltz in perfect unison
with rhythmic motion.
waltz in perfect unison
with rhythmic motion.
QUOTE
Whispers of the wind
waltz in perfect unison
with rhythmic motion.
waltz in perfect unison
with rhythmic motion.
Nice alliteration Lori, evoking the whoosh of the wind.
Aquilegias stand
like tall, elegant ladies
in smart, pink bonnets
like tall, elegant ladies
in smart, pink bonnets
This is fun! :dance: :dance:
sign: Custard's Last Stand
ice cream drive-in furthest south
at the Jersey Shore
ice cream drive-in furthest south
at the Jersey Shore
sLightly askew, if you ask me, Daniel 
mirrors
wakened, squinting eyes’
vengeful mourning reflection
getting back at me
© Daniel J Ricketts 12 Nov 2003
wakened, squinting eyes’
vengeful mourning reflection
getting back at me
© Daniel J Ricketts 12 Nov 2003
unmourned, with throats cut
on the fresh-mown Summer lawn
murdered daisies lie
on the fresh-mown Summer lawn
murdered daisies lie
Grace
How un-Graceful, Cybele! 
poetic just is
stirring in your wake
as you chuckle off to bed
is pay-back enough
©M Lee Dickens’ son 30 Nov 2003
poetic just is
stirring in your wake
as you chuckle off to bed
is pay-back enough
©M Lee Dickens’ son 30 Nov 2003
Hi Daniel,
Sorry, I just always feel so sorry for the daisies!
Love
Grace
Sorry, I just always feel so sorry for the daisies!
Love
Grace
on the log cabin
ice crystals hanging from eaves
rainbowed by the sun
ice crystals hanging from eaves
rainbowed by the sun
jack’s flap house crystal
in jack’s Log Cabin
crystallized maple syrup
wreaked havoc on pour
© Daniel J Ricketts 01 Dec 2003
in jack’s Log Cabin
crystallized maple syrup
wreaked havoc on pour
© Daniel J Ricketts 01 Dec 2003
my head tilted back
to catch raindrops on my cheeks
end of Summer’s drought
to catch raindrops on my cheeks
end of Summer’s drought
Grace
Hi, Grace! Lovely, indeed!
When you posted this, I was painfully suffering through my last day at the hospital on the CPM machine... with a newly discovered bed sore... and twelve hours later was transferred to the rehab hospital.
I'd love to have been able to read you poem then. I love summer rain! Thank you.
past the bend
running was my bent…
such pressure… fell to my knees;
limped through Guide’s strait gait
© Daniel J Ricketts 18 Dec 2003
When you posted this, I was painfully suffering through my last day at the hospital on the CPM machine... with a newly discovered bed sore... and twelve hours later was transferred to the rehab hospital.
I'd love to have been able to read you poem then. I love summer rain! Thank you.
past the bend
running was my bent…
such pressure… fell to my knees;
limped through Guide’s strait gait
© Daniel J Ricketts 18 Dec 2003
Good Morning Daniel,
How lovely to hear from you. I have been thinking of you and praying everything went well with your operation. Not the dreaded bedsores!
I know exactly how this feels. I suffered badly from them after acquiring my new hip.
I hope your recovery will be very speedy and that you will at least be comfortable for Christmas.
Glad you liked that one. In 1976 we had the longest Summer drought of all time. On 31st July in rained for the first time in about 5 months after a scorching Summer. It rained so hard that within 2 minutes the roads were flooded to a depth of about 6 inches because the drains were full of dust and couldn't cope with the sudden deluge. People were dancing in the rain!
Love and best wishes to you Daniel
Grace
How lovely to hear from you. I have been thinking of you and praying everything went well with your operation. Not the dreaded bedsores!
I know exactly how this feels. I suffered badly from them after acquiring my new hip.
I hope your recovery will be very speedy and that you will at least be comfortable for Christmas.
Glad you liked that one. In 1976 we had the longest Summer drought of all time. On 31st July in rained for the first time in about 5 months after a scorching Summer. It rained so hard that within 2 minutes the roads were flooded to a depth of about 6 inches because the drains were full of dust and couldn't cope with the sudden deluge. People were dancing in the rain!
Summer slinks away
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
Love and best wishes to you Daniel
Grace
Dear Grace
Quite lovely !
Lets see if I can respond :
WHIMPERS
Summer slinks away
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
Autumn, fading, hides
its many hues and colours :
blanketed, banked, blanked.
Shush, speak not of slush;
winter's end fills busy drains,
green springs sprout afresh
Spring's dated newness
fades, all cloaked by greenery;
Earth, primed, produces .....
Grace Galton (verse 1)
Alan McAlpine Douglas (verses 2-4)
Quite lovely !
Lets see if I can respond :
WHIMPERS
Summer slinks away
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
Autumn, fading, hides
its many hues and colours :
blanketed, banked, blanked.
Shush, speak not of slush;
winter's end fills busy drains,
green springs sprout afresh
Spring's dated newness
fades, all cloaked by greenery;
Earth, primed, produces .....
Grace Galton (verse 1)
Alan McAlpine Douglas (verses 2-4)
Good Morning Alan, 
Great response!
WHIMPERS
Summer slinks away
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
Autumn, fading, hides
its many hues and colours :
blanketed, banked, blanked.
Shush, speak not of slush;
winter's end fills busy drains,
green springs sprout afresh
Spring's dated newness
fades, all cloaked by greenery;
Earth, primed, produces .....
a Summer meadow
dappled with blood red poppies
where the skylarks rise
Grace Galton (verse 1 and 5)
Alan McAlpine Douglas (verses 2-4)
Great response!
WHIMPERS
Summer slinks away
hidden by autumnal mist
unseen, unnoticed
Autumn, fading, hides
its many hues and colours :
blanketed, banked, blanked.
Shush, speak not of slush;
winter's end fills busy drains,
green springs sprout afresh
Spring's dated newness
fades, all cloaked by greenery;
Earth, primed, produces .....
a Summer meadow
dappled with blood red poppies
where the skylarks rise
Grace Galton (verse 1 and 5)
Alan McAlpine Douglas (verses 2-4)
Hi Grace,
unmourned, with throats cut
on the fresh-mown Summer lawn
murdered daisies lie
I'm with you! (I don't mow interesting flowers out).
All these veggies and tidy gardeners massacring all the plants.
Anyway, a jolly good Haiku 'twas - and back to the original Japanese theme of nature.
on the log cabin
ice crystals hanging from eaves
rainbowed by the sun
Lovely, pastoral and very evocative.
my head tilted back
to catch raindrops on my cheeks
end of Summer’s drought
Great for today's murky day... good job we can share it; I'm tempted to let Daniel have it for his pains (Hi Daniel! Welcome back) but I don't need to... you've given it to us all. Thank you.
1976 - I remember it well - we called in native American shamen to dispel the heat and encourage the rain. What a terrible Summer! I love saunas - but I also love to step out of them.
And yet another fine poem!
Some other excellent poems on here from Daniel and Alan and others but I think yours strike especially true for me, Grace. Absolutly fantastic!
Well done to all.
James.
unmourned, with throats cut
on the fresh-mown Summer lawn
murdered daisies lie
I'm with you! (I don't mow interesting flowers out).
All these veggies and tidy gardeners massacring all the plants.
Anyway, a jolly good Haiku 'twas - and back to the original Japanese theme of nature.
on the log cabin
ice crystals hanging from eaves
rainbowed by the sun
Lovely, pastoral and very evocative.
my head tilted back
to catch raindrops on my cheeks
end of Summer’s drought
Great for today's murky day... good job we can share it; I'm tempted to let Daniel have it for his pains (Hi Daniel! Welcome back) but I don't need to... you've given it to us all. Thank you.
1976 - I remember it well - we called in native American shamen to dispel the heat and encourage the rain. What a terrible Summer! I love saunas - but I also love to step out of them.
And yet another fine poem!
Some other excellent poems on here from Daniel and Alan and others but I think yours strike especially true for me, Grace. Absolutly fantastic!
Well done to all.
James.
Agreeing with James' assessment...
we now move from the sublime to the ridiculous:
lashed words in tasty mint
‘tis grace to right wrongs
but graceless to write them down;
wronged rite ~ o bit tongue
© M Lee Dickens’ son 26 Dec 2003
offered Lightly, Daniel
we now move from the sublime to the ridiculous:
lashed words in tasty mint
‘tis grace to right wrongs
but graceless to write them down;
wronged rite ~ o bit tongue
© M Lee Dickens’ son 26 Dec 2003
offered Lightly, Daniel
still wrapped in your love
tears dry on my cheeks, pain salved;
hold me forever
tears dry on my cheeks, pain salved;
hold me forever
Dear Grace
Loved the haiku, and can respond with a few on the same subject, very much with you and Ralph in mind .....
Still, rapt in our love,
my cheeks tearless, salvation
holds us forever.
Though flesh will perish,
the glowing raptures we know
cannot be ruptured.
From beyond the grave,
there's levity in your voice;
I know your laughter .....
Physically gone :
gravity may own your bones;
I've the real you, still .....
Love
Alan
Loved the haiku, and can respond with a few on the same subject, very much with you and Ralph in mind .....
Still, rapt in our love,
my cheeks tearless, salvation
holds us forever.
Though flesh will perish,
the glowing raptures we know
cannot be ruptured.
From beyond the grave,
there's levity in your voice;
I know your laughter .....
Physically gone :
gravity may own your bones;
I've the real you, still .....
Love
Alan
Good Sir Knight
Thank you for your empathy and beautiful, responsive haiku, I have saved them to read whenever I need to.
20th December 2003
gold- rimmed clouds today;
the last perfect sky we see
together my love
gold- rimmed clouds today;
the last perfect sky we see
together my love
Love
Grace
albino badger
viewed in a floodlit garden;
crunches ginger nuts
viewed in a floodlit garden;
crunches ginger nuts
if you'll pardon an askew senryu...
painting outside…
the yellow paint dries
arcing in dots from the lane
where I’d passed line truck
© M Lee Dickens’ son 16 Jan 2004
painting outside…
the yellow paint dries
arcing in dots from the lane
where I’d passed line truck
© M Lee Dickens’ son 16 Jan 2004
Good Morning Daniel,
A very vivid picture indeed. I assume these are the central road lines dividing lanes? Ours are white,yellow being reserved for No Parking areas.
Millie the farm horse
her big brown eyes begging me;
any mints today?
A very vivid picture indeed. I assume these are the central road lines dividing lanes? Ours are white,yellow being reserved for No Parking areas.
Millie the farm horse
her big brown eyes begging me;
any mints today?
Warm sun glistens frost
on a brisk morning of hope;
Can you feel the air?
on a brisk morning of hope;
Can you feel the air?
Interactive Haiku, anyone?
Millie the farm horse
her big brown eyes begging me;
any mints today?
- cybelle
any mints today?
only snow-crusted apples
warm sun glistens frost
- Daniel
Warm sun glistens frost
on a brisk morning of hope;
Can you feel the air?
- Cleo
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
- Daniel
Millie the farm horse
her big brown eyes begging me;
any mints today?
- cybelle
any mints today?
only snow-crusted apples
warm sun glistens frost
- Daniel
Warm sun glistens frost
on a brisk morning of hope;
Can you feel the air?
- Cleo
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
- Daniel
Dear Daniel
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
breathed out from above
God's seasons each in its turn
except Florida
Love
Alan
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
breathed out from above
God's seasons each in its turn
except Florida
Love
Alan
QUOTE (Alan @ Jan. 18 2004, 03:54)
Dear Daniel
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
breathed out from above
God's seasons each in its turn
except Florida
Love
Alan
can you feel the air?
it’s glistering with snow flakes
breathed out from above
breathed out from above
God's seasons each in its turn
except Florida
Love
Alan
state of the south
accept Florida;
you can if you concentrate:
frozen? orange juice!
© Daniel J Ricketts 18 Jan 2004
accept Florida;
you can if you concentrate:
frozen? orange juice!
© Daniel J Ricketts 18 Jan 2004
Lightly snowed,
Love, Daniel
Dear Daniel
You had me LOLling about "! A what a title !
Brazen orange juice
is served with or without "bits",
always in yer face .....
Love
Alan
You had me LOLling about "! A what a title !
Brazen orange juice
is served with or without "bits",
always in yer face .....
Love
Alan
Dear Daniel,
Not to spoil your initiative. Just trying to write again.
in the hushed woodland
Snow Moon points bone-white fingers;
snowdrops nod gently
Grace
Not to spoil your initiative. Just trying to write again.
in the hushed woodland
Snow Moon points bone-white fingers;
snowdrops nod gently
Grace
OOOhhhhhhhh 
This looks fun!
Ok:
in the hushed woodland
Snow Moon points bone-white fingers;
snowdrops nod gently
Grace
Snowdrops nod gently
spredding white dust over trees;
Pines give 'thanks' for coat.
Cleo
This looks fun!
Ok:
in the hushed woodland
Snow Moon points bone-white fingers;
snowdrops nod gently
Grace
Snowdrops nod gently
spredding white dust over trees;
Pines give 'thanks' for coat.
Cleo
Pineys: Thanks fer coat!
collar always in yer face,
snowdrops gnawed gently
deLightin' in y'all :sun:
collar always in yer face,
snowdrops gnawed gently
deLightin' in y'all :sun:
Hi Daniel,
Still not able to think of witty follow-ons at present, so please skip over this one and continue the fun.
full moon regarding
its pale face in icy pond;
true mirrored image
Love
Grace
Still not able to think of witty follow-ons at present, so please skip over this one and continue the fun.
full moon regarding
its pale face in icy pond;
true mirrored image
Love
Grace
Well!!! I never! Moon us, will ya, Grace!?
pale moon
wan-skinned grace… she mooned
from icy stair, pond… er…ring,
both lobes reflecting
© M Lee Dickens’ son (Daniel) 21 Jan 2004
Light cheekily, Daniel
pale moon
wan-skinned grace… she mooned
from icy stair, pond… er…ring,
both lobes reflecting
© M Lee Dickens’ son (Daniel) 21 Jan 2004
Light cheekily, Daniel
onslaught of winter
sprinkle of fine dandruff;
the scarecrow buckles
QUOTE (Cybele @ Jan. 22 2004, 02:06)
onslaught of winter
sprinkle of fine dandruff;
the scarecrow buckles
Awesome piece, Grace...and I got your note. Thank you for sharing; my heart is with you in the transition. Please feel free to email me?
... and I feel the grief in your haiku, Grace...
winter slaps my face;
darkness now shrouded in white
soon melts to new life
© Daniel J Ricketts 22 Jan 2004
sharin' de Light in darkness, Daniel
The sweetness of full,
orange nectarines turns purple;
the sun and moon waltz.
orange nectarines turns purple;
the sun and moon waltz.
Con sensual
Lust posing as love
turning a world inside out;
bad feels good, pure dull.
Lust posing as love
turning a world inside out;
bad feels good, pure dull.
winter stars glitter. .
sailor blows warmth in cupped hands
dreaming of hot tea
Grace
sailor blows warmth in cupped hands
dreaming of hot tea
Grace
Purple violets
are warmed by children's laughter
and the orange sunlight.
are warmed by children's laughter
and the orange sunlight.
Flakes fall ubiased
sprinkling kisses of cool love
to warm a shy smile.
sprinkling kisses of cool love
to warm a shy smile.
Good Morning Dove and Cleo,
Two lovely pieces, one colourful and cheery - the other soothing and loving.
bouffant snowflakes swirl,
the yellow-eyed cat crouches
beneath a green car
Love
Grace
Two lovely pieces, one colourful and cheery - the other soothing and loving.
bouffant snowflakes swirl,
the yellow-eyed cat crouches
beneath a green car
Love
Grace
Delightful, Grace!
Won't you come and try our new interactic haiku, too?
Blessings,
Dolly
Won't you come and try our new interactic haiku, too?
Blessings,
Dolly
Hello Dolly,
Thank you for your kind words. I shall keep looking in on the inter-active haiku and I will certainly join in again as soon as I feel able. At present though I am finding it a little hard to communicate in the true spirit of camaraderie and don't wish to spoil the fun for others.
If I see one I feel I can tag on to without depressing everybody I shall.
Love
Grace
Thank you for your kind words. I shall keep looking in on the inter-active haiku and I will certainly join in again as soon as I feel able. At present though I am finding it a little hard to communicate in the true spirit of camaraderie and don't wish to spoil the fun for others.
If I see one I feel I can tag on to without depressing everybody I shall.
Love
Grace
the snow covered roof
of the garden bird table;
robins dining out
of the garden bird table;
robins dining out
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