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Some Mornings

 Some mornings out in my backyard, i would sit in silence, in company with sky, sometimes bland, sometimes cloudy, waiting, watching for the sunrise.

There were many mornings the daymoon waited with me. I would look up without my glasses and view the fuzzy daymoon, my faithful companion.

Then a few years ago, i had cataract surgery to both my eyes. Now my daymoon vision is enhanced

without eye glasses -

daymoon in the early sky 

the clear sharp outlines

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 Haibun Monday 9-28-26: vision 

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Flamboyant

Late blooming flame tree

A picturesque scene to see

Not as crowded as your sisters'

Early bloomed whispers

Spendor's also given thee

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 OpenLinkNight 416 – September Live 

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[image from google]

 Along A Winding Road

The road is narrow,

Narrow enough for the bus,

And a swirling breeze;

The view from the window 

Steep and slooping,

Seems endless;

But there are fields,

Christophene fields,

The vegetable, is also called chayote;

There are streamers on some of the plants,

Would they be like scarecrows,

To discourage birds,

And secure the harvest;

No other vehicle passes us ,

Along the narrow road,

So happy for that,

Had there been another,

Our hearts would beat its fastest;

How would another vehicle fit,

Along this narrow road,

Winding its way,

Way above steep slooping fields below;

We journey on with interest and,

Brave hearts.

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Poetics: Pilgrimage, revisiting your journey

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[image from google]

 Humdinger Heat

Ho hum!

This heat today is a humdinger,

Courting lethargy,

Unabashed!

Hummingbirds are hidden away

Where, i know not

But certainly not here

For the heat is a scorcher

Humbling to the brightest spirit

Bah humbug!

What a hot day

In this heatwave sequence  

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Quadrille #256 – Ho-hum, it’s time to Poem

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[image from google]

Five Ways From Home

 Red ixoras garland the front gate

Azure points a silent thumb there

Without wingspan of chicken hawks 

Morning progresses to noon

A hot day in paradise

Seeking vittles go east 

At the main road meditate

School days, work days, and errands

Traffic streams all day long with

Polite sunshine no honking horns

A westward argument wins

More narratives of high rise

Living spaces stepping up to sky

In tiny spaces of ascensions

Where modern living is easy

A magnetic pull secures

Opposites attract 

The market places 

Where lettuce and tomatoes

Absorb  disciplined spaces

Sunrise escapades with

Early morning bird whistles

And cloud fancies

Prophecy of  actions casual

To everyday necessities

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MTB: Five Leavings from Home

Challenge ...

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[Design for a Tapestry Art Print by Joan Miró]

 How Wonderousq

Assuming sunrise is diligent,

And birdsongs causally rehearsed,

The pleasant morning scheduled,

Can never dissapoint those clouds,

Held there in maplike sequences

A jet plane and its passengers,

Held there in secured suspension,

Follows the paths of rightful sky,

Adopted for moving through air and time

Arrival in good timing,

Is foremost on the minds,

Of these temporary early sky dwellers,

High up above in the heavens,

Them above and clouds below,

How wonderous life is at times.

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 Poetics: Adagio for Strings 

Challenge ...Write a poem that does one of the following:

Expresses your thoughts and feelings on listening to this piece of music.

Describes the music in words.

Explores the music through imaginative imagery or storytelling.

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[The Cave Art Paintings of the Lascaux Cave; from google]

Word From The Sage

 Ah, but the Starpainters are taking over now, you have nothing to worry about, said the  wise old sage to the group huddled together in the dark cave, for months now.

He knew by instinct,  and innate sage wisdom, the time to venture out had come. It was time to face the night sky, to smile with the moon, to slumber, be refreshed, rise and enter a new day

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Prosery: Tribute to Gordon Downie

Using the line

The Starpainters are taking over now

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