by Alison
I used to think a
tree was just a tree until
I lived amongst them
Haiku 488
Posted: under Alison's Haiku, Daily Haiku.
Tags: neighborhood, treesMay 3rd, 2010
- What does Haiku'ing Japanese have to do with Painting Chinese?
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- A South-Korean film brings poetry to the big screen. Kelly's review of Poetry.
age
animals
Autumn
baby
birds
cars
change
children
cold
daughter
death
dogs
driving
fall
family
fear
fertility
flowers
food
friendship
health
home
housework
husband
husbands
insects
light
love
marriage
money
morning
neighborhood
night
rain
sleep
snow
spring
suburbia
summer
sun
travel
trees
water
winter
work
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How strange that our collective haiku of late is all about trees, specifically trees that need to be cut. Is life a wonderful thing? That we could be experiencing similar themes in our life and both choose to write haiku about them at the same time?
I guess it goes to show that both of us are actively seeking haiku in our daily lives and that we’ve both sense the experiences that are ripe for haiku picking.
Comment by Kelly — May 3, 2010 @ 5:33 am
How utterly tree–true!
Comment by Bonnie — May 4, 2010 @ 9:19 am
Kelly, I love that about our haiku conversation!
Comment by Alison — May 5, 2010 @ 5:08 pm