a fog horn belches
echoing into our dreams
of bowing birches

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knight4696 commented on haiku


Nice work here Bloomingsun. I am not a real fan of Haiku - but I am starting to understand their allure. So much said in so few words - there's something to be said for that. Again, Very nice work! .... Ken



Thank you; I have some difficulty with haiku... the extreme condensation is hard to do well. Thanks for reading!

Bettysrainbow48 commented on haiku


This is a well put together little poem. Good Job.



Thanks Betty! I appreciate your visit and thanks for reading...

ginga commented on haiku


bloomingsun, An interesting haiku that employs the b's and d's quite splendidly. ginga



thanks, I guess I didn't plan it that way, but you are right, lots of b's and d's, lol... thanks for reading!

kmooney commented on haiku


Haikus are tough. I like what you've done here. Word choice is so important and with the limits one has, it's important not to waste any. I think a title should set the stage. Introduce the topic of subject. This piece does conjure up a somewhat mystical, poignant scene. I can picture myself standing on a dock in the early morning, at daybreak. The bowing birches suggesting a restlessness, as a distant storm approaches. A good offering. Thanks for sharing it... Kevin



A title, a-ha! I see how that would help. I have somehow missed that important piece of a haiku. Your advice is much appreciated, I will make note along with the other advice I have gotten and try again... thank you!

HarverTomsson commented on haiku


In its purest form haiku's first line introduces the actor, or subject; the second, the action, and the third, the consequence or result: literal, symbolic, or emotional. I like this one, and want to play with it, sustituting "past" for "of". Good write.



Thanks Harver, I didn't know that about haiku, but am inspired to try it again with those guidelines...



different content, but another try at haiku... ash grey, the spider spinning, he waits expectant avarice destroyed

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

bloomingsun’s Poems (29)

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Title Comments
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Delivery 2
Gathering Light 9
Spring Haiku 2
Touchstone 5
Promises 1
Let Us See 4
Summary 3
Gift 7
Plea for Peace; a villanelle 7
Her Escape 16
Confession 7
Out of Our Hands 7
Child of Longing 6
Wait 5
Advent 13
haiku 7
Beach 8
Vows 4
Let Down Again 4
Just Thinking 3
Muse 3
Blossoms 3
The Power of a Flower 5
Heaven's Beach 8
Her Heart 2
Renewal 5
breaking 6
Morning on the Dock 9