dusty road–
Grizzly hair
in the barbed wire
Published by
Mike Farley
I live with my wife Shirlee on a cattle ranch near the little ski town of Red Lodge, Montana, and have been loving and writing haiku for several years now. I draw my inspiration from the images of the high-plains, mountains, weather, wildlife, livestock, ranch work and outdoor recreation which surround me daily.
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Wow. I’m there. I know that spot! Thanks.
I’m afraid all we might see in England is some sheep hair caught in the barbed wire, although there’s the occasional sightings of wildcat!
Enjoyed the haiku, even the bear.
I know this feeling, Mike. I live (and hike) in the Colorado mountains…
Elk carcass steams
lion signs Displayed
hair on my neck stands up
Mike, words creating a minds image… well done_!
_From the pap I’ve scribbled in past years, a remote parallel.
old hadrians walk
stone on stone
fox hair lingers
_M
I always enjoy your poems, Mike. This one is no exception!
spring fields
a piece of a skater’s jeans
in the barbed wire
winter’s first snowflakes
swirling through the air
white fluffy dandelion
Great ku! My compliments!
Thank you all for your comments! They are inspiring to me.
cry of a cicada
tonight unseen
silent firefly