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the enemy

or the friend -

transformable

 

 

Transformable

Like the kite in the sky

or a little ‘jetleg’ in ‘Mumbai’!

 

 

RoNy enjoys Misery!

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Transformable

Like the kite in the sky

or a little 'jetleg' in 'Mumbai'!

 

 

RoNy enjoys Misery!

 

 

 

Misery is a dark lens, RoNy. Hope things look up for you. But yes, the Mumbai attacks are shocking and depressing.

 

a little ‘jetleg’ in ‘Mumbai’!

armed with guns

they come by boat

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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they come by boat

on a foggy night

a sunny day ahead

 

 

a sunny day ahead

the fogs lifts

after the snow

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Siberian Express

and angry wind

- my land

 

- my land

And the calling of sunflower horizon

Sunbath embrace

 

 

RoNy...................

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- my land

And the calling of sunflower horizon

Sunbath embrace

 

 

RoNy...................

 

 

sunbath embrace

moonlight chill

a capricious love

 

 

Rony, no more footnotes?

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sunbath embrace

moonlight chill

a capricious love

 

 

Rony, no more footnotes?

 

a capricious love

like Heisenberg's uncertainty

recalling still...........

 

Rony running out of Symphony!

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a capricious love

like Heisenberg's uncertainty

recalling still...........

 

Rony running out of Symphony!

 

 

The Bard of the East out of symphony? Unimaginable, RoNy icon_smile.gif And you throw in quantum physics for a good measure icon_wink.gif

 

recalling still

after all these winters

your smile

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
your smile

makes the strongest man shiver

a red poppy

 

a red poppy

on the side of the road

a trip

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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a red poppy

on the side of the road

a trip

 

a trip

on the foggy highway

a village asleep

 

 

RoNy gestures like the Pictures!

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a trip

on the foggy highway

a village asleep

 

 

RoNy gestures like the Pictures!

 

a village asleep, very nice, Rony!

 

a village asleep

so are the dogs

I’m awake in the dark

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a village asleep

so are the dogs

I'm awake in the dark

 

 

I’m awake in the dark

counting stars

alone

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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darkness

runs away

at the cock's first crow

 

at the cock's first crow

morning shines

like screwpine flowers

 

goldenlangur wrote:

 

The Bard of the East out of symphony? Unimaginable, RoNy

 

 

Dear Goldenlangur,

 

i am a man but feeling shy hearing such compliment. perhaps .........

 

Rony fits in agony!

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at the cock's first crow

morning shines

like screwpine flowers

 

 

 

Rony fits in agony!

 

 

like screwpine flowers

mango is a rarity

in the north

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like screwpine flowers

mango is a rarity

in the north

 

in the north

hurricanes and wrath

soldiers in order

 

 

Bw, happy holidays my friends. 368161.gifBlessings and happiness to you all 390236.gif

 

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The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

soldiers in order

no more fighting

peace has come alas

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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soldiers in order

no more fighting

peace has come alas

 

 

peace has come, alas!

she sighs in her sleep -

another bombing day

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

hopeless destination

will my prayers be heard

silence lingers in the clouds

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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hopeless destination

will my prayers be heard

silence lingers in the clouds

 

Good to see you around vic icon_smile.gif

 

silence lingers in the clouds

all month long lost

December sun

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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silence lingers in the clouds

all month long lost

December sun

 

 

 

goldenlangur

 

December sun

such long shadows

reaching for some warmth

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December sun

such long shadows

reaching for some warmth

 

 

A brilliant response, rumisong icon_biggrin.png

 

 

reaching for some warmth

by the temple door

a stray puppy

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
a stray puppy

sniffs a bundle by the door

an abandoned baby

 

an abandoned baby

unexpecticyed gift

happy new year

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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the hunter smiles

with a flick of his tail

he lets the mouse flee

 

he lets the mouse flee

to the mouth of the cat

how cruel!

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he lets the mouse flee

to the mouth of the cat

how cruel!

 

how cruel!

your smile -

old photograph

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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    • old photograph
      we fell to the floor laughing
      when I opened the book

 

(a note here- maybe this has been mentioned? I havent checked back into this thread... we should perhaps allow for a word from the last line to be dropped at the option of the next writer- like this one of mine for instance, would be much better for the next writer if the last line were just "I opened the book"- but that would not have made the best choice for my poem, in my opinion- its such a minor difference here, what do folks think about a word at the beginning or ending of the last line becoming optional?)

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    • old photograph
      we fell to the floor laughing
      when I opened the book

 

(a note here- maybe this has been mentioned? I havent checked back into this thread... we should perhaps allow for a word from the last line to be dropped at the option of the next writer- like this one of mine for instance, would be much better for the next writer if the last line were just "I opened the book"- but that would not have made the best choice for my poem, in my opinion- its such a minor difference here, what do folks think about a word at the beginning or ending of the last line becoming optional?)

 

 

A very good point rumisong. So far we've just used the last line of the previous haiku as the first line of the next haiku, without much alteration. Although, some of us may have juggled a bit occasionally icon_smile.gif . For what it's worth, perhaps one can make a discretionary rejigging to fit the next haiku or/and take the challenge of writing a last line that the next member can use without any changes? icon_wink.gif

 

 

when I opened the book

faded rose petals fell out-

our last summer

 

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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our last summer

fades into fluffy snow

winter sleep

 

 

Good suggestions from Rumi and good recommendations from Golden. Write at your own discretionary preferences.

 

Happy New Year to you all.

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winter sleep

the sun crawls low in the sky

closer to his pillow

 

closer to his pillow

in the moonlight

prayer beads

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur said:
rumisong said:

 

winter sleep
the sun crawls low in the sky
closer to his pillow

 

closer to his pillow
in the moonlight
prayer beads

goldenlangur

prayer beads
slide over my fingertips
with wishes for you

Happy New Year Everyone ~~Tink

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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goldenlangur
prayer beads

slide over my fingertips

with wishes for you

 

Happy New Year Everyone ~~Tink

 

How wonderful to have you back, Tink! Happy New Year to you too. And what a superb haiku!

 

 

with wishes for you

the old firs bend -

last night's snow

 

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur said:
Tinker said:
prayer beads
slide over my fingertips
with wishes for you

Happy New Year Everyone ~~Tink

How wonderful to have you back, Tink! Happy New Year to you too. And what a superb haiku!

with wishes for you
the old firs bend -
last night's snow

goldenlangur

Thanks gl, I am trying to make time to come here.

last night's snow
lays to rest the past
to prepare for Spring
                  ~~jvg

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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goldenlangur
last night's snow

lays to rest the past

to prepare for Spring

 

~~Tink

 

Making time for writing is certainly difficult. But so glad that you can make it sometimes icon_smile.gif

 

 

to prepare for spring

birds empty trays of feed

frosty morning

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe
frosty morning

the cock crows on the hill

to the first sunlight

 

 

to the first sunlight

birds sing to me

the sun rises

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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to the first sunlight

birds sing to me

the sun rises

 

Lovely to see you around vic icon_smile.gif

 

the sun rises

over the early traffic

new year dawn

 

 

 

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Aleksandra
to the first sunlight

birds sing to me

the sun rises

 

Lovely to see you around vic icon_smile.gif

 

the sun rises

over the early traffic

new year dawn

 

 

goldenlangur

 

new year dawn

another long day

more snow

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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goldenlangur
new year dawn

another long day

more snow

 

Snow is great, Aleksandra icon_smile.gif

 

more snow

on the old path

fresh paw prints

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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