Summer Night Haiku

moon slowly enters
giving our family
a long summer night
  7-18-2015

 

Are you enjoying the summer nights with your family?

heart shaped moon,blurred photo,nighttime photography,night time shoot,full moon,

The moon blurred into a heart when I took the photo.

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New Summer Old Goals

exquisite night for

a walk through the neighborhood

new summer old goals

  4-14-2017

 

I wrote this for #haikuchallenge on Twitter. I wrote it in Spring, but I am posting it on the first day of Summer. Do you have any old or new goals for the summer?

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Day 18

scribbles in a notebook,poetry notebook,writing,blogging,haiku,writer,poet,

Symanntha Renn

ducks floating on top

of the pond above the mud

I must learn how

 

Today’s prompt is “nature” but we had to write about a season that we are not in. I wrote about summer.

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Work Tanka

bug on leaf,grey bug, gray instect,flying bug,

  Work

looking through files
handwriting of those now gone
my name on the cards
summer bugs start to sing
the seasons have changed

  6-30-2016

 

Now that Christmas is past and things are calming down at work, I should have more time and be able to write and post more poetry. What kinds of poetry do you like?

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Neon Pink Haiku

hot pink clouds,purple cloud,sunset,

summer night outside
neon pink sky in the west
I wonder where my brush is
2-18-15

 

Sometimes nature inspires me and I want to imitate it. Sometimes I just sit back and enjoy it. Does nature inspire you? How?

The Songs of Summer Chide Me

summer flowers,summertime,

Back Pain

the songs of summer
float through the crack in the door
they chide me for
laying on the couch they don’t
understand how much I hurt

7-20-2015

 

This poem was inspired on Twitter by a #MSPoetry micropoetry prompt.

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August in Newton County

bloom of foget me not flower,blue star flower,

August in Newton County
Forget-me-not plant seeking shade
the sun is too harsh
 
looking to see if
the sun has scorched my flower
summer afternoons

 
 
I have a lot of haiku that I have not shared with you, and I wanted to share my haiku about August while it was still August, so I gave you two poems to read today. These were written about a year apart.
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My first small stone poem of 2015.

evening clouds,

Folding

I folded my feelings
and tucked them away
with the summer clothes
you don’t need storms
you prefer a quiet cabin
in which to plan our life

 
 
We are now into the small stone poetry that I began writing in 2015. Everything I have been sharing in the last 2 months was written in 2014. This one is from early in January, it was written for a Written River prompt and was first posted on Twitter to that hashtag.
 
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Summer Haiku

whisp of cloud,cloud against sun,sunlight,summer sun,
 
the clouds
let some light in Tuesday
because it was summer
 
 

I wrote this over a year ago and forgot to share it. It is the same with Saturday’s post. Click here to see it, if you missed it while you celebrated Independence Day.

3 things that grow in the summer.

rays from summer sun
hollyhocks grow long and tall
so does my son

G jumping

 

Thanks to @baffled on Twitter for prompting me to write this. You can find their prompts under #HaikuChallenge.

Faded Senryu

two pumpkins

faded memories
I fold my faded jeans
summer is over

 

What things in your life let you know that the seasons are changing?

 

True Poems by Emily Dickinson

  #1472

To see the Summer Sky

Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie –

True Poems flee –

 

 

What kind of poetry can you only see in nature?