Sunday, April 7, 2013

Haiku


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                                             drifting
                                        from somewhere
                                            pear blossoms

                                       a curve in the road
                                        looking for lilacs
                                             in the wind
                                   
                                         the rain over
                                     even with eyes shut
                                        I know it's spring

Haiku Harvest, May 2003                                      
Modern Haiku, 1974
World Haiku Club Review, summer 2005

8 comments:

Magyar said...

__I really like the -curve in the road- Adelaide, and the lilacs on the wind.
__I spent my early life in Winchester CT., and I consider RT44
the 'Main ST' of my home town. In MA, I'm about 10 minutes from that 'Main ST,' near Plymouth. I know well the RT44 through Amnia... and on to Millbrook. We, then, both live near the same Main Street. Coincidences!
__Sincerely. _m

Adelaide said...

Hi Magyar,

Do I call you Magyar or is that a pen name?

Life is full of coincidences. I'm never surprised. Thank you for your kind words, and please visit again.

Adelaide

Gillena Cox said...

there is some much fragrance resonating through out, photos and poems

HAPPY SPRING

much love...

Adelaide said...

Thanks, Gillena. Glad you stopped by.

Adelaide

Warren said...

Hi Adelaide - Magyar is actually Doug. Love all three - such wonderful images of what spring is all about, overwhelming the senses.

Warren

Adelaide said...

Thanks, Warren. Today I can believe that spring has come. The temp reached 75!

Adelaide

Magyar said...

__Not to be a nuisance, Adelaide, but Magyar, (pronounced mudj-yor) is a family name. Several in Torrington CT., and there, Magyar is 'mouthed' as major; yes... I
have assumed that name as my alter-
ego.
__Thanks for your interest! _m

Adelaide said...

Thanks for clearing that up, Doug. I hope you visit again.

Adelaide

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