sun up
a medieval axe shapes
an echo
#woodbridge #saxon #longboat #project #haiku #senryu #haibun #souvenir #sutton-hoo #medieval
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they see the endless sea of steel and glass and concrete, lifeless mountains, reaching for the sky, swallowing the stars, the clouds, blinding the moon - I see a
tiny blue flower
blooming
in the cracks
#haibun
#haiku
#poetry
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A Haibun On Comforting Things Bluebells and whistles and fine, trimmed down nettles. Sleeping magnolias and a hundred dahlias. Peppers and crawlers and some other things. These things are some of my comforting things. Whatever may happen persevere I'll ever, things that don't matter they'll never be my weather. The highlights of my day all in these things, I'll comfort myself with my favorite things... When the bugs bite, or when bees sting, or when I'm feeling down. I'll simply tender to my favorite things, and I know I will be alright. Dogs, they sometimes bite Days when I'll feel sad, I know I will be alright.
My second entry for #PoetsOfDoom, my latest entry for #WildWalkPrompt, #Cassiopeian.
More of my favorite things that exist in nature.
#prompt #writesky #BlueSkyPoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub #haibun #俳文
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We wonder about coming out of closets. I came out of shoeboxes and backs of DVD cases. Receipt paper hidden in the bottom of the junk drawer. The sides of attic boxes. And there's days like today, where I'm still there.
I'm beyond nothing,
the spaces between empty
and begin again.
#haibun #poem
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#haibun
During Prohibition, Old Forester was bottled as medicinal whisky under KY Permit No. 3. The typical barrel proof at that time prior to bottling was 115.
porch sitting sipping medicinal whisky
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Dawn walks barefoot across the village roof. Mist, thinner than regret, lifts from the river the color of old paper. A carp jumps; the sound is a single syllable of waking. I sit on the cold stone step, forgetting my own name, letting every sorrow dissolve into the hush of water and light. thin mist— even the bell forgets what to say _________________ A alvorada anda descalça sobre os telhados da vila. A névoa, mais tênue que um arrependimento, desprende-se do rio cor de papel antigo. Uma carpa salta; o som é uma única sílaba do despertar. Sentado no degrau frio, esqueço meu nome e deixo cada mágoa dissolver-se no silêncio de água e luz. névoa leve— até o sino esquece o que dizer _________________ #haibun @pedrokama
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Letter to a Kidney Donor's Mother It was, no doubt, one of the worst nights of your life - the 10 pm rush to the hospital, a stranger holding your hands telling you of a car crash, a brain death, your child's name, a gentle request to have his organs. On December 8, 1992, at 2 am, your nine-year-old son's right kidney had been sewn into my abdomen. I want you to know I named the kidney "Max", how I had a special pillow to protect him, how I endured such pain because I had been entrusted with a gift - and a sacred bond had been born between us. Yet finally, the following August, I felt a part of your son, a part you once carried also, die. star-filled sky our different wishes become the same
From
The Plenitude of Emptiness
-Hortensia Anderson-
#haiku #senryu #haibun
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Consistently, the lovely #FlowerReport outperforms the otherwise wondrous "Birds! 🦉" feed in the frequency and quality of its alt text.
before the word
"oriole" emerges
-- an orange flash -- gone
#haiku #haibun -ish
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Dissonance of the Heart
After a windy afternoon ushering in rain and cooler weather coming overnight, 6 PM brings calm golden light and tall shadows. I am tired, but settling in for a long night of work, with midterm grades due tomorrow.
somewhere
under the same sky
the wars go on
#haibun #haiku
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#MPPrompt
#PoemsAbout
#WildWalkPrompt
#vss365
#WeirdMicro
#emoetry
#haibun
I #assure you: water's freezing point is #regaled in #pretty poetry, whereas ice's melt is cursed in the #final_submissions of boots' muddy muck.
Two states of matter:
molecules #crossing_borders
without boundaries.
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My brother was the theater arcade snitch. He got free tickets. We watched ET 100s of times. We moved to OKC, then to Utah leaving country gospel and wheat pollen behind. We got lost in frozen Albuquerque and ate burgers.
tornado sirens
shattered Oklahoma nights
bathroom mattresses
#poem #haibun
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A #haibun by Gautam Nadkani with the title "spellbound"
#vss365
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#Wortwerkstatt - Version II - #Haibun
(Das ist jetzt auch wirklich einer...)
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Wahnwitziges Gepolter in tiefer Nacht. Darauf wildes Scheppern gefolgt von einem dumpfen Knall. Dann ist es still. Ob die Katze wohl der Ratte das letzte Stündlein hat schlagen lassen? des Rätsels Schlüssel ein verbogener Hauptarm lässt mich stolpern. © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haibun
#Wortwerkstatt #Reimbattle
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Wahnwitziges Gepolter in tiefer Nacht. Darauf wildes Scheppern gefolgt von einem dumpfen Knall. Dann ist es still. Ob die Katze wohl der Ratte das letzte Stündlein hat schlagen lassen?
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She smiled as she unlocked the door to her new house for the first time. Everything was shiny and new, despite the house being built in 1908. Outside it was sunny yellow with white shutters. Inside, the walls were pale blue and begging to be decorated. It was perfect! Well, except for one thing that she was unaware of. Deep in the bowels of the house grew something dark. Something wicked. It creeped slowly as it grew, turning every surface black. Soon it would enter her living space. All she needed to do was turn on the air. Spores would float through the entire home, landing everywhere, searching for a damp place to grow. Especially her lungs when she inevitably inhales them. Stachybotrys c. deadly unwanted guest bad home inspector
Something wicked this way comes...
#wss366 #bowels #haibun #poetry #writing #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
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My contribution: a #haibun for #MadMarch
For
@vignettes.bsky.social
@rayhourigan.bsky.social
And even though he doesn't like haibuns:
@oyoguhito.bsky.social
And of course
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
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A park bench, a pen, and a note pad. Warming sun. The great spotted woodpecker performing a screeching Spring song, while various other birds are tweeting an afternoon choral. life is not so bad everything considered -- 'cept for its people © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
A park bench, a pen, and a note pad. Warming sun. The great spotted woodpecker performing a screeching Spring song, while various other birds are tweeting an afternoon choral.
life is not so bad
everything considered
-- 'cept for its people
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#WritingCommunity #poetry #haibun #AmWriting
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Went hiking with a friend this weekend. He picked this trail because it led to a particular spot. I had to enjoy it vicariously through him, since I was still getting over a head cold.
a distant childhood
hiking in etna's shadow
the scent of pine groves
#haiku #haibun
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The park lies peacefully in golden hour hues. Birds happily sing of Spring. An indigo sky displays clarity, while lawns begin to bloom with crocuses, wild garlic, and Winter aconites. such serenity my thoughts are meandering -- how can there be war? © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
The park lies peacefully in golden hour hues. Birds happily sing of Spring. An indigo sky displays clarity, while lawns begin to bloom with crocuses, wild garlic, and Winter aconites.
such serenity
my thoughts are meandering
-- how can there be war?
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#WritingCommunity #poetry #haibun #AmWriting
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The sun is sinking in golden hues. No Komorebi, yet, as the trees are still asleep. But they are already dreaming of Hanami. The dirt on the path glitters, as their shadows are growing. A jogger is running one last round, perhaps to escape his own. amongst twinkling dust reflections dance with shadows -- rock-bottom brightens © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haibun #AmWriting
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The sun is sinking in golden hues. No Komorebi, yet, as the trees are still asleep. But they are already dreaming of Hanami. The dirt on the path glitters, as their shadows are growing. A jogger is running one last round,...
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Stuck in Space - #FFFC #dVerse #haibun #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity @yvettemcalleiro.bsky.social yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com/2026/03/stuc...
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#Emoetry #Deceived #haibun
As Shakespeare said best: "Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more.
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go..."
By passion's ardence
Be not deceived, lass, but wait
for character's truth.
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Sick Time Sickrooms are all similar in that time ceases to exist there. Or rather, it catapults itself into ridiculousness. Thinning into spiderweb thread, crawling sisyphean, slowing glacially — then, suddenly: A galloping of heartbeats into panic. It flees, it melts, it shivers. Fevering. It becomes useless. Days crumble into weeks into months into the semblance of a life. Time is vicious in that it does not stop for anyone. It marches onward with ant-like determination. The seasons behind the window change even when you no longer move with them. After a long snow-covered sigh, a choir of trills, tweets, and warbles finally returns to the world outside, a world that has no use for you anymore. It is becoming spring, with or without you. It has to. The birds must sing. locked behind glass she measures time in blackbird song
I am late but I still have something for #PoetsOfDoom #Time ✨ #poetry #haiku #haibun
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
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My ekphrastic haibun 'Crocus Moon' has been published by Immagine and Poesia in their 2026 Ebook, Volume 9.
Painting by Loredana Zucca entitled 'L'more che resta'
pages 89 and 90.
www.calameo.com/read/0081664...
#شيخه
#sheikhawrites #haibun #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
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#therivals #haibun #haiku #time #poem #poetry #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
@poetry-with-hart.bsky.social
And here is my second time haibun. Unfortunately could not actually do it while eating lunch the other day.
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