Sometimes my haiku especially the one-liners or monoku seem to call for a setting - they seem a bit lost - somehow unfinished ... adding a title provides a sense of place in which the ku firmly resides.
Here then is a short collection of my monostich ...
Walking up our lane this morning a Whitethroat sang from deep within summer drifts of hawthorn and cow parsley ...
A rather crackly recording by Ludwig Koch from 1936.
This, another of my early haiku, and an old favourite. Watching the stars, listening to the day become evening, then night; the twinkling of cottage lights appearing one by one on the distant hillsides-yellow stars, fallen from the violet, not-quite-black, sky. High up, unseen, a lone Curlew calls ...
#Siskin are still occasionally visiting the garden feeders. The fledgling #Magpie are almost fully grown. And today also saw the first fledgling #GreatSpottedWoodpecker at the feeders being fed by Dad.
A warm summer’s evening ...
yellowhammer—
singing for his supper
bread no cheese
#yellowhammer #haiku #EnidBlyton
morning rain
the vireo's song
on repeat
#haiku #bookofdays
http://www.kristenlindquist.com/blog/2021/6/13/13-june-2021-vireo
Don't miss The Daily Haiku Special with seven haiku by Corine Timmer. http://www.charlottedigregorio.wordpress.com
#Portugal #haiku #poets #poems
