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Carpe Diem #1142 Honshu, the "main island"
land of rising sun
emerge as tatsu from sea
aglow in the night
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Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
I used to think about going to Japan. My father was there many times (Navy) and I was used to his coming and going and returning again. He always brought back the most wonderful gifts. Dolls. Transistor radios. Jewelry boxes. My mother's china. I still have two dolls and gratefully, my mother's Nortaki China. I would still love to go there and walk in his footsteps.
ReplyDeleteWishing you the best in achieving this dream!
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ReplyDeleteThanks, Nicole. It is always fun to read about the culture to find new ways and words for the haiku.
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