Tag: Haiku

Haiku: Existentialist’s Journey

~ Carrie ~ 2 Comments

Today is a particularly good day for introspection and quiet pondering. With the change from summer to fall (winter?), the multicolored leaves upon the ground and the bright but strangely soft quality of light this season brings, it encourages those “deep thoughts” and re-examining the “whys”.

I’m working on accepting: it seems that most of my life, I’ve railed against the admonition that I must just accept things with which I (often vehemently) disagreed. Now – arguably with the benefit of age influencing perspective – I do see that it would be prudent to practice acceptance under certain circumstances, like death. Despite my reflexive need to research, analyze, and solve every mystery, sometimes it just isn’t going to happen. I can work on accepting that – but I am still going to try to make sense of the universe in my own way.

May stodgy and non-productive approaches give way to fresh perspectives and renewed inspiration for you, too, in this transitional season.

Haiku: Echoes Of Equines

~ Carrie

I’ve lived in homes in two different states where when I first moved in, I had views of a verdant pasture with beautiful horses. At each, however, the horses disappeared within a couple of years, the properties sold for “development”. Sad, the price of development; sadder still is what happens to the properties that were once so green and humming with life.

Though they weren’t mine and I never actually met them, I miss seeing the horses. I remember the mare that used to live in the former pasture above, running with her white mane flying. I think her name was “Ellie” – a name shared by my Muscovy drake, and when I’d call for him, she’d come galloping. It must have been a bit confusing to her – why was I always calling her name? She may not be there anymore, but she gallops still in my mind’s eye.

Photo: Pixabay

As green spaces are eaten up by “development”, I wonder where all the wild creatures that used to call those places home will go. Where can they go?

Haiku: High-Altitude Alliance

~ Carrie

Clouds are endlessly fascinating – in the same sky, they can appear in myriad formations, forecasting weather and mesmerizing with swirling, fleeting images. Was that a dragon – or a bus? Regardless of what you see – whimsical or ordinary – look up (if it’s safe to, of course) – they may be shaping themselves into something extraordinary right at this very moment.

Haiku: Morning Impressions

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I find the different textures and the fleeting nature of the wet prints in the photo particularly appealing. I hope you do, as well.

Are you interested in the backstory or do you prefer to imagine it? Let me know in the comments!