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"Smart, witty, insightful, to the point, no BS candycoating, John is someone who you should listen to when it
comes to classical haiku as he knows it from doing it, not just writing about it." - [name withheld]
the butterfly's tongue,
without thought - its mandala
serves nectar
B U T T E R F L Y M A N D A L A
butterfly's tongue (rap)
. . .
(click pic to watch FREE movie)
"Butterfly's Tongue (also known as Butterfly) is English language DVD release title
for La lengua de las mariposas (Spanish The Tongue of Butterflies), 1999 Spanish
film directed by José Luis Cuerda. The film centres on Moncho (Manuel Lozano) and
his coming-of-age experience in Galicia in 1936." - Wikipedia
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Moon of Flowers . . .
a two-dimensional bride
in origami
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At birth we all emerge in our baby suits and, for a while, flourish
in the material world. Then, as all things surely come to pass, we
discard our utility clothing and become whatever we were before --
perhaps enhanced.
Between the sweet pastures and the pie factory our edible creatures
live in a paradise on earth here in rural England (and,for the most
part, everywhere else on the planet). Of course, between the two
eternities, many creatures suffer in the modern industrial farming
technologies. But then, so do we all, here in the valley of shadows.
Life is clearly encapsulated in a ring of fire so that we survive
during transit without undue damage to our kit. However, betwixt
womb and tomb this epidermis of fear is mostly luminous with the
joyful miracle of simply being alive.
In a sense we are all food being eaten by food.
This was an ancient teaching.
All I can say for sure, though, is that I don't mind the cost and,
for the most part, I'd say neither do these Charolais calves that
are being fattened up by the local farmer. For, without his labours
to feed the people these creatures would have never enjoyed their
moments in the sun in the first place. Good bless 'em.
Workshopped and improved (or optioned) -- will ponder this.
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douces peu à des choux
enjoy whilst ye may
thine picnic
"The more I look at these Charolais the more they look French -- especially around the eyes."
"How so? How do French eyes look?"
"Just look with that in mind and then imagine a black beret on each of 'em." ^_^
"Viva la resistance!"
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"Today is HOT! Everything burns, reflects, and
magnifies in sunlight." - Amy Chavez
/
pond life squiggles,
as if...but not quite,
in a Paisley sky
WordHippo 15
Uninterrupted . . . continuous, continual, nonstop, incessant, never-ending, endless, constant, unremitting, ceaseless, unbroken . . .
the dripping tap,
now that it's fixed,
summer ticks,
"Uninterrupted sentences. Yes, they can work. Why not? The important thing is to deliver an inner experience in virtual sensate form (little dream in ma). Better to have standalone segments though (3 in a tercet), on the whole. I'd recommend that for the aesthetics of the form and smooth delivery of the dream elements. However, is there really such a thing as an uninterrupted sentence? At the micro-levels we deal with in the extreme and intense brevity of a haiku the gaps are everywhere in action. Between the lines, before and after the lines, not to mention the gaps between individual words and lesser units of sonic division. A haiku is percolated with dream-space of ma. Especially noticeable in spoken haiku. You may not have thought about this before. Think about it now." - The Haiku Scientist
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roll up! roll up!
Punch and Judy-
in the rain
TIP: The secret for a killer lemon & orange drizzle cake is to not simply use the mere zest. Instead, use the whole skin! Once you've tried this method there's simply no turning back. ^_^
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in the flower bed
next door's serial killer
cleans its whiskers
N U C L E A R
U P D A T E
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on the beach
even in the rain
or especially
PRESS
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in a nude bikini
the ice cream sellers daughter
eschews beige
M O V I E B U F F L U D E
Speaking of bulls. This is a powerful movie (filenuke worked best for me) and its premise is quite unique and quite riveting. Not for the squeamish.
U P D A T E S
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in a nude bikini
the ice cream sellers daughter
eschews vanilla
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"The more we spread the word on this (Fukushima, NO.4 reactor) the
less the complacency stagnates positive change." geodesic_eye
/
see that kid
in the frozen dessert aisle
with a spoon?
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toddler alert . . .
a ladybug comes calling
on a breeze
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channelling her inner clown
next door's washing technician-
billows in the sun
U P D A T E S
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BACKSTORY
Having slaved over a hot stove all day I have come to realise the value (yet again) of focus in the kitchen. At one point I went to the front door chewing a slice of slightly undercooked parsnip. The piece that was tough (a section of the core) was spat out regardless of public approbation (so, to that extent, I blew my cover). Swift as the wind a young sparrow appeared out of nowhere and flew off with it. How on earth did it react so quickly? How did it -- in a split second -- know the small piece of parsnip was an edible item? Then the thought came that the young sparrow knew it was edible in the same way that a pine tree instructs the open-hearted seer. Probably based on instantaneous quantum perception.
^_^
U P D A T E
P O L L E N L U D E
Item 22
"I am NOT the Alex Jones of global haiku, nor the
David Icke." - anon
/
partially between the raindrops
countless little creatures
with reflections
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electronic sky—
out in a summer storm, lit
by distant cities
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Periscopes. There's more to this than a whimsy. You see, I have it on good authority that nature is wonderful and that the universe is stranger than we can ever imagine. Yes, periscopes. Definitely maybe. Operated by individual fairies using levers.
/
after days of rain,
little brown toadstools pop up-
"is it autumn?"
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"I love cats. They answer to nobody and play it by a set of rules
only they know." - Zippity Doo Dah, Zippity Day
/
zipping via cows,
a house martin impeccably
pilots its craft
cat rap
My theory is that cats come from outer space. The only question being is are they simply tourists, or are they spies on a covert mission beyond human comprehension. Scientists need to pay much more attention to what cats are really up to. Trouble is that cats occupy high places and funding is probably restricted. Some say that scientists who have done private research in the past have disappeared in mysterious circumstances.
^_^
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"I see her place, the Tomb of the Lightning’s Bride,
The wreck of smouldering chambers, and the great
Faint wreaths of fire undying—as the hate
Dies not, that Hera held for Semelê."
- Euripides, The Bacchæ
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cloud colours-
a small herd of Charolais
graze the earth
item 27
"The soul of the thing is the essence to learn from.All the rest is
jetsam and flotsam, driftwood & suchlike from the ocean of dreams."
- The Haiku Shaman
/
IQ around room temperature!
next door's wife negotiates
in a bikini
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"God and Our Haiku Moments"
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"Be still and know that I am God." - Psalm 46
/
with borrowed words
the baby sparrow
forms a band
jp
item 28
What the Race to the South Pole Can Teach You About How to Achieve Your Goals
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the “m” dropped from cremation,
not a winter pier—
oh, happy day
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Little brown mushrooms (LBMs)? Well, there's a squildillian (I claim this as a neologism - a new word) varieties of the little blighters. Even mushroom scientists get perplexed. So, we call 'em 'little brown mushrooms', 'LBMs' or 'little browns' (at least I do), to er, cover the ground. ^_^ Although it's summer here in England the weather has been exceptionally wet for weeks. I guess the mushrooms are fooled into thinking it must be autumn, or autumn is periscoping to do a rain check. [see previous post - up the page a few clicks]
WHERE HAVE ALL THE SWALLOWS GONE?
"...when I open up the outbuilding where they are in the morning, they are waiting to fly out - you have to stand back - I don't know how they miss me as they whizz past. They disappear all day - I don't know where they go. They come back at dusk - I have to check they are all back before I shut the door... " - Cockadoodledoo
^_^ play puzzle here
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a swift martin makes me duck
but the littlest Charolais
just larks about
If this haiku of mine is allowed to visualise, a reader may experience what I experienced yesterday evening. It was a lovely piece of natural theatre. Me leaning on a farmer's gate I've recently found and watching the sun slide away. There were a couple of larger Charolais (my favourite cattle) and this little one. The bigger ones were calmly grazing the earth in their cloud coloured skins and the littlest of the three started running around, gambling like a lamb, almost. I tranced out into this amusing vignette and then, suddenly, a swift house martin whizzed to part my hair. I ducked instinctively, like you do. ^_^ Then, felt a bit sheepish for letting a small bird freak me unawares. All the while that little bovine was frolicking here and frolicking there. Lovely. So, this is my haiku diary entry which will allow me to replay a documentary of that charming moment, at will, and this for for years and years to come...and maybe then some - in another place.
NOTE
Technically we could call this offering a haiku. It delivers an inner vision and is seasonally calibrated with two contrasting images leading to a punchline. Normally, when words interrupt vision delivery we are not doing the haiku basics properly. However, in this case the words are part of the fun. Frankly, I would simply regard this tercet micropoem as an amusing play of words in three brief lines and leave it at that.
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" Face it: The vast majority of knowledge you have squirrelled
away in your head was put there by an untrustworthy third-party
source, probably someone with an agenda to promulgate and
an axe to grind." - Matthew Baldwin
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forked silhouettes
in a paint splattered sunset
leave invisible art
House martins. Little speedboats of the air. At sundown they chill and do some last minute snacking on the wing - in between contesting their aerial skills. Their tracks in the sky are invisible, and yet...
^_^
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