Third Time for Sinbad
Carpe Diem #1349 Theme Week ep. 3 The Third Voyage of Sindbad
savage winds
monsters abound
kismet
© petra domina
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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
Really like the cultural side of this haiku very very much.
ReplyDeleteThanks. One must make at least feeble attempts to respect cultures.
DeleteShort, sharp... and bull's eye!
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ReplyDeleteCouldn't summarise it better myself! YAM xx
Thanks! janice xx
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Thanks for the comment.
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Santoka Taneda would have applauded for this haiku. Awesome free style
ReplyDeleteThank you. I do not know all the technical stuff, just write what the muses present.
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