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 like this "experimental" haiku ... less words that say so much. Chapeau!
ReplyDeleteAgain, thank you so much for the opportunity to experiment.
DeleteLove your experimental haiku, Janice! I especially enjoyed:
ReplyDelete'earth's strata
exposed to time'.
thanks, Kim. I'm a bit of a rock nutter. so often look for the natural steps created by erosion.
DeleteHari om
ReplyDeleteInteresting, the juxtaposition between stairs/stares (glaring)... YAM xx
My weird mind at work again, thought of eyes in the night. Namaste, Janice xx
DeleteLove the space you create in your haiku.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this. Never noticed the space.
DeleteReally nice "Experimental" Haiku. Will try it for the next image. Thanks
ReplyDeleteIts fun.
Deleteo a serene haiku ! Love the style of writing
ReplyDeleteI am enjoying the minimalist approach for sure.
DeleteThis allowed me to see the strata as worn by a path seeking a higher plane.
ReplyDeleteOH, I like that thought, too!
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