Carpe Diem Universal Jane #14 Basho’s “Old Pond”
quiet evening
disturbed by a chorus
spring peepers
A place for poems and pics
Carpe Diem Universal Jane #14 Basho’s “Old Pond”
quiet evening
disturbed by a chorus
spring peepers
I thought I wouldn’t have a picture this week but last night I was at a Master Gardener’s meeting near this building and noticed how striking it looked at night.
You can see my reflection in one of the door pictures. I guess maybe I took a “doorfie” 🙂
The County Conservation offices are located in an 1880s era barn that was dismantled and reconstructed at its current location.
Celebrating Children’s Poetry – Dreaming with Stacie
It’s all about tickling our inner child in the Garden today. Thanks to Stacie for this funtastic prompt.
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Sleeping Over
Who giggled the hardest
When we told goofy jokes
Ate all the popcorn
And drank all the Coke
Who turned on the flashlight
To tell scary stories
Then heard heavy footsteps
And smelled something gory
Who screamed the loudest
Hid under the bed
Eyes shut and ears covered
Pillow over your head
Who fell asleep first
Sleeping bag on the floor
I’ll keep your secret
‘Cause I heard you snore
Carpe Diem #1186 Hazy Moon (Oborozuki)
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smear of yellow light
smudged fingerprint in the sky
hazy moon shining
D”Verse Poets Pub – Does your dog wear a raincoat???
Lillian is tending bar with the animals today
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Feathered Friends
people sit beneath this tree
watching you, watching me
spilling secrets from their hearts
not suspecting we are smart
enough to even comprehend
the bond between two special friends
so we just sit and until they leave
astounded they are so naive
Carpe Diem #1185 mirage (miraajuu)
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puddles on the road
shimmering in the sunlight
only a mirage
Carpe Diem #1184 Spring Equinox (Haru Higan)
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light equals darkness
sun and moon in communion
vernal equinox
Carpe Diem #1183 first day of spring (haruno saisho no hi)
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sparrows gather twigs
each day begins to lengthen
new spring has arrived
Carpe Diem Namasté, The Spiritual Way #6 Haiku’s State of Mind – Zen
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morning tea
steam rising from a cup
ancestor spirits
d’Verse Poets Pub: Quadrille – balloon
De has us up in the air with balloons today
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Party Girlie
I’m feeling rather bal(loony)
No one pulling my strings
No longer anchored by
Heavy thoughts
Floating along with whichever
Wind blows the sweetest
Bobbing through the day seemingly
Without direction or purpose
Looking for a party or some
Celebration where I can
Be me