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At Carpe Diem, Kristjaan challenges us to create an all new haiku inspired on the haiku of an "archive-choice". So here is my new haiku 2019 worked from a 2015 haiku.

daisy petals fall
plucked in testing of -
loves ardour
© gillena cox 2019

...

plucking petals
daisy tales of true love
or not true love
© gillena cox 2015
plucking dasies 2015



Season of Lent here in T&T fasting and abstinence are concepts we dwell on and we practise

Sunday Smiles




BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Carpe Diem
Weekend Meditation #75 Poetry Archive (2) Honeysuckle

[his example]
my dreams wander
along the path of my life ...
Honeysuckle blooms
© Chèvrefeuille (2015)

And as you maybe remember the other goal is to create an all new haiku inspired on the haiku of your "archive-choice". So here is my new haiku inspired on this haiku.

in the twilight
dreams whirl through my mind
Honeysuckle perfume
© Chèvrefeuille (2019)


AND


Poetry Pantry # 442

AND


Haiku My Heart
ardour


Sundays are always special here at Lunch Break. Today is #26 of the series SUMI-E SUNDAYS. Tell me about your Sunday
email me post a COMMENT or leave a link to your blog at the linky below



REVISIT
10 March 2017
Sunday Standard 26
Sunday Lime 26


DO ENJOY THE MUSIC

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Today's lunch, with my book club

I am blog hopping today at
6WS



I making the pasta salad; simple and delicious

My Ingredients
pasta
canned Shiitake mushrooms
canned black eyed peas
canned water chestnuts
pimento stuffed olives
garlic cloves
peppers
salt
black pepper
olive oil
red wine vinegar
honey

...

Revisit
cake
lawn
facing

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my unkempt lawn -
daisies rise up calling out to
passing butterflies
© gillena cox


blog hopping also at
Carpe Diem little creatures #16 daisies


thousand daisies
around the farmer's house -
lowing of a cow
© Chèvrefeuille

Morning cup of

Rain

April Showers

Happy Poetry Month

William Shakespeare said “Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.”

What say you email me i'll add it to this post

--Reason A. Poteet from US says
April seventeenth
marks the first of thousands
phone call number one
My husband calls me almost daily. No phone call has been as thrilling and anticipated as that first one on April 17, 1974, nearly thirty-five years ago. He
asked me to go to a movie, first date


--Quentin Clingerman from US says
Oh April showers
Rain dandelions galore
Yellow pollen falls


--William Sorlien from US says
When I first started writing poetry, I "installed" some guerilla art at the poetry park by Lake Phalen in my hometown,using chalk on the asphalt walkways to entice passersby with haiku. That summer evening there were much needed heavy rains and I got to watch the verses melt away, one by one...
evening rain
my poems washed away
to feed the earth


--Cindy Tebo from US says
between the blooms
of red bud and forsythia
nature's perfect sense of timing