mud flats
the blue sky shimmers
under my feet

—Nola Borrell
        

Published: 'Yellow Moon' 17, 2005.

At Miranda Shorebird Centre, New Zealand

About the author: Nola Borrell, a New Zealander, fell into writing haiku in the mid 1990s and has walked around on haiku-alert ever since. She compiles Haiku NewZ for NZ Poetry Society's magazine and co-organises the Wellington Windrift Haiku Group.

 

Responses to the haiku for 24 April 2007 by Nola Borrell

  1.  
    Alan Summers
    2007-04-24 03:06:27
     

    Welcome to Tinywords Nola!

    I really like this haiku because it is so immediate.

    It makes me feel that I am walking on the sky, and see and hear the birds wheeling around or digging for food in, and on the mud flats.

  2.  
    Bill Kenney
    2007-04-24 04:45:48
     

    An original and powerful variation on the "sky reflected below" theme. Very good indeed.

  3.  
    Magyar
    2007-04-24 07:13:13
     

    Nola,
    _Your words prodded my imagination, and I walked along your mud flats:

    water fills
    the muddy footfalls...
    reflections
    _M

  4.  
    Forsythia Prisswillow
    2007-04-24 10:04:00
     

    Truly, these few words impart a complete mise-en-scene...the sky is oozing between my toes!

  5.  
    2007-04-24 17:56:35
     

    Loved this image.

    Peace and Love

  6.  
    David Fox (davidirafox at yahoo dot com)
    2007-04-24 18:15:16
     

    Nola, It's so nice to see a new name at Tinywords every once in awhile. Welcome!
    Yours truly,
    David Fox

  7.  
    laryalee
    2007-04-25 14:54:32
     

    What a lovely catch...
    I hear, see and smell the
    whole scene!

  8.  
    b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2007-05-11 05:37:20
     

    morning frog...
    this versatile mockingbird
    emits a croak

    (morning, hiatus in birmingham)

    -

    i'm continually amazed by the repertoire of the mockingbird; at times perched silently eyeing my neighbor's cat, at midnight warbling to it's heart's content, early spring/fall greetings on my predawn walks.

    then comes the thought of the movie, "to kill a mockingbird"...

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