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December Haiku Share- Day 16

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December Haiku Share

blue eucalyptus
the muffled sound
of crashing waves
— Cara Holman

Daily Haiku Cycle 13, June 2012

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singing moon—
the sea folds itself
into stars
— angie werren

“Sea Bandits”, edited by Aubrie Cox, Sept. 2012

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lost in a depth of blue the crocus blooms
~isabelle loverro

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autumn sunset
the flutter of a sail
as it loses wind
— Polona Oblak

The Heron’s Nest XIV:2

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i visualize
Chagall’s indigo paint
washing over
his Blue Lovers
in one continuous stroke
— Pamela A. Babusci
Ribbons Vol. 7:1 spring 2011

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slightly blue
the scent of moon
at midnight
— Sandi Pray

see haiga here

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dancing to the beat
of the street musicians
– a grey squirrel.
— Juliet Wilson

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summer reading
page after page
of blue sky
— S.M. Abeles

A Hundred Gourds 2:1

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ocean breeze
his eyes locked
on her grass skirt
— Christine L. Villa

NaHaiWriMo, August 2012

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the night he left…
the many sounds
of summer rain
— Kirsten Cliff

DailyHaiku Cycle 12, November 2, 2011

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night market
the bass flexes its back
toward the sea
— Seánan Forbes

Daily Haiku, Cycle 13

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tam-tam—
she in the mask
is born to the life
— Lech Szeglowski

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giving voice to my night coyotes
— Margaret Dornaus

Modern Haiku, 43.1, Winter/Spring 2012

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ocean winds
the muted timbre
of sea grass
— Jone MacCulloch

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among
the names of God ringing
like empty bells
the distant stars
sound their white silence
— Jenny Ward Angyal

Moonbathing 3, Fall/Winter 2010-11

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blue dusk–
she lifts her veil a little
to view the moon

—  sanjuktaa

With Cherries on Top, edited by Michael Dylan Welch

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blue eucalyptus

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December Haiku Share

Because I love the ocean so much (and also apparently the color blue!), share a haiku about the ocean, eucalyptus, any kind of sound, or the color blue (for the third time!):

blue eucalyptus
the muffled sound
of crashing waves

Daily Haiku Cycle 13, June 2012

If you missed the initial post, click here to read about the month long haiku challenge I am holding right here on my blog this December.

Back in Time

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Kathy Nguyen sponsored a haibun contest on her Origami Lotus Poetry blog this summer. The rules were challenging. Three haibun were to be written, each on a specified theme, and the resultant haibun were judged as a set. I am pleased to have received “Runner-Up” in this contest. This is the second  of my three, also written “on-site”:

(THEME: Summer or spring)



Back in Time

As I step off the airplane into the glaring sunlight, I feel like I’m stepping into perpetual summer. California always has that effect on me. But it’s an illusion. When the sun sets and the evening fog rolls in like clockwork over the foothills every afternoon, it is as cold and dark here as anywhere I’ve ever been. Somewhere in those dark hills is the double-wide grave marker with my parents’ names on it that I won’t be visiting this time around. But I hardly need to anymore. Their spirits live everywhere around here–in the sunlit live oaks, in the golden hills, in the elusive scents of eucalyptus and wild sage, and in every place that we ever drove through or walked along together.

home again
the sun glinting
off the Golden Gate