Kema

Carpe Diem #1160 Kema, birth-place of Yosa Buson








snow melt
eternally
falling

©  petra domina

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI


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  1. Yamini MacLeanFebruary 23, 2017 at 12:04 AM

    Hari om
    Simple perfection. YAM xx

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  2. Nicole PottierFebruary 23, 2017 at 5:17 AM

    Beautiful ! I love this sense of eternity that you put just in the middle of the haiku. It's all about this second verse.

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  3. Adas AlcoveFebruary 23, 2017 at 8:44 AM

    Love it!

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  4. TournesolDansUnJardinFebruary 23, 2017 at 7:09 PM

    Sometimes the simplest and shortest ku say so much...love this, Janice!

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    1. JaniceFebruary 23, 2017 at 7:39 PM

      Working in minimalism. Cannot get much shorter!

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  5. UnknownFebruary 24, 2017 at 5:06 AM

    Yaha! You're going minimalist!

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    1. JaniceFebruary 24, 2017 at 9:57 PM

      Yes! But is it still getting the point across?

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  6. lynn__February 24, 2017 at 9:27 PM

    Cool, yes.

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  7. ChèvrefeuilleMarch 4, 2017 at 7:17 PM

    Okay ... it's very clear ... Santoka Taneda's "ghost" has caught you Janice. This minimalistic free-style is really awesome and you are starting to become a master in it.

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    1. JaniceMarch 5, 2017 at 5:08 PM

      OH, my, such high words from my master! namaste, janice

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