Author: Candace

I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

baseball haiku

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young boys reaching up
baseball sailing overhead
victory a dream

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The inspiration today at Carpe Dieum Haiku Kai are haiku by Cor Van den Heuvel

converence on the mound

the pitcher looks down

at the ball in his hand

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pitcher and catcher

head for the dugout

the batter stares at his bat

© Cor Van den Heuvel

Everyday Relationships

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I wake from troubled dreams
shuffle wearily to the kitchen
my hair sticks up in some
outer-space hairdo, my favorite
pjs have holes at the elbows
I grunt a morning greeting
and you are there – smiling
with coffee ready and news
of the latest visitors to the
backyard bird feeder

image by Morgan Dragonwillow
image by Morgan Dragonwillow

sailing

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Jacek Yerka, 2011
Jacek Yerka, 2011

i dreamed i floated down a stream
left time behind to wait for me

and while i slept my friend, alone
stood patiently to light my way

back from the darkness of midnight
the slivered moon hung silently

afraid to shine and break the spell
i left all that i knew to fate

until the tide of dawn returned
me safely to my vacant bed

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Farewell to Whimsy

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it’s magic
when you’re only three
leaves change from green to
red and yellow flames
and caterpillars fall asleep
to awaken as butterflies
tiny black tadpoles swish
their tails through pond water
and slowly transform
into croaking frogs
until the school bell rings for you
the curtain is pulled down
and the wizard is exposed
whimsy dies and science takes its place
–
when you’re three
magic fills the air
changing leaves
butterflies
then science beckons to you
whimsy dies to facts

End of Our World

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Let’s hold hands and sip red wine

while we wait for the dinosaurs

to trample us

We hear the roar of T-Rex and

the ground rumbles as Brontosaurus

ambles across fields of sweet corn

flattening barns and houses

Pterodactyls swoop down to

snatch grazing cows in their long

toothed beaks

There will be no happy ending

Let’s hold hands and sip red wine

until the children are in dreamland

and peace reigns in our world again

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image by Morgan Dragonwillow
image by Morgan Dragonwillow