weekend meditation
Carpe Diem Weekend-Meditation #16 Only The First Line "steel blue night"
with the passing spring
weathered oak once more buds
shiny leaves abound
© petra domina
lost in the corn field
small whirlwind gathers
withered stalks
lost in the corn field
the fledgling calls in vain
vulture circles
small whirlwind
gathers strenght
dusty funnel
withered stalks
trampled in the stampede
worm fodder
© petra domina
Hari OM
ReplyDeletehave to confess I was confused by your not using 'the first line'...as per the title. It was only by going to Chev's page and seeing so many first lines given that I caught your drift. The one line you chose NOT to use is the one in your title! What you did with the others though, is lovely. YAM xx
Well, I can fix that confusion thing. Thanks for point that out. namaste, janice xx
DeleteI particularly enjoyed your cornfield images. Janice (Ontheland)
ReplyDeleteThank you for letting me know. Glad you enjoyed.
DeleteHi Janice,
ReplyDeleteI loved your lost in the cornfield haiku and troiku. I particularly liked the withered stalks and whirlwind imagery. And especially the alliteration!
Well, that was a vision straight out of my childhood. There was a cornfield east of our house. I can still see the cornstalks rising up in a slow circle into the sky.
DeleteA wonderful response ... very nicely written troiku.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kristjaan.
DeleteLove the corn field troiku!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sara.
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