Spring Haiku

February 28, 2019 ~ sojourningsmith

Sorry, but out where I live nature and the seasons are really in your face. Some days, the poetry practice just defaults to haiku and senryu. It comes with the territory when you live in a geopark I suppose. Haiku, senryu and micropoems certainly work as a poetry etude for me this morning.

Earth incubates
Her womb warm
Even when its cold
outside- 
Still growth

Every spring
Nature's in your face
Surprise!

Tweet, caw, coo-woo, chuckle
Neighbour's conversation
Early morning

Catkins
Caterpillar fuzzy
Sun bright
This misty morning

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This blog is a record of a writing journey. Having lived in three countries (to date) I must have what my mother calls 'itchy feet.' Perhaps that makes me an experienced sojourner, someone who stays temporarily in places. But I am also someone deeply interested in acquainting myself with the soul of that place during my sojourn. View all posts by sojourningsmith