The Lighter Side of JzB

Here you will find photos, poetry, and possibly some light-hearted foolishness. For the Heavier Side
of JzB
see my other blog,
Retirement Blues. (There be dragons!)

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Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku


"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.

*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Imaginary Garden



 "You can if you wish simply write about an experience or day or object that seems particularly promising, or unpromising; a poem, if you will, about anticipation or disappointment.:" 


"Zero - that's nothing." A harsh winter quip
from an old man long gone
as snow flies in the canine dental wind.

But such memories he had
of sun-sered sandy beaches
thorn-stemmed roses, cooling rain.

"Don't despair," he admonished, "Summer is coming."


distilled to a haiku


snow and howling wind
in the beak depth of winter
the promise of spring



9 comments:

  1. Hey Jazzbumpa--both versions are lovely but I tend to favor the more detailed one--I know that canine dental wind! And glad to hear the message from someone with experience of both cold and warm. Thanks so much for participating. k.

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    1. Thanks. Thought I'd take a another shot at a sevenling.

      Not sure it's really working here.

      Cheers1
      JzB

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  2. I prefer the more detailed version as well. It's gorgeous.

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  3. The beak depth of winter - what a cool phrase. Both are very well done.

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  4. Yes when it is its coldest spring is close... Love those canine dental winds they know his to bite.

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  5. As I sit inside my cozy house while outside there is 10 new inches of snow (and it is still coming down) I am going to hold that old man to his promise!

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  6. I await the promises of spring and autumn each year... there is always a relief at the change of seasons.

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