Jeffrey Woodward is an American citizen who permanently resides in Windsor, Ontario, Canada but commutes daily to his employment in Detroit. His critical articles and poems (in both Eastern and Western genres) appear widely in online and hardcopy publications in North America, Europe, Asia and Australia. His selected poems will be published later in 2007.
Email: j_l_woodward at yahoo dot com
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Of course it reminds me of the saying, but out of curiosity, which kind of butterfly did you see, to make you think of the old saying?
Very gentle, unintrusive, openly interpretive, like a jet plane, the butterfly leaves it’s print in the wind, but on an organic level. Very nice Jeffrey.
i really enjoyed this haiku, the butterfly reminds me of new begginings-yet the past always follows us in our wake. Where can i read more of this author’s work?
stephanie,
a beautiful thing, childhood days;
even more beautiful, allowing a little of the child to remain in us, as we grow older.
then, we can truly appreciate the meaning of carefree days–
and nights
–
carefree day
yesterday is gone–
tomorrow, yet to come
–
carefree, only yesterday
remembering what’s important
Of course it reminds me of the saying, but out of curiosity, which kind of butterfly did you see, to make you think of the old saying?
flames have the forest
on fire–
even the clouds
I love this. It evokes memories of summers at the cottage and butterflies feasting on milkweed. Thank you.
It seems that the butterfly is at the mercy of the wind. As in life, we are at the mercy of Mother Nature.
Feels like both butterfly and wind had synchronized the beginning of their day.
Very gentle, unintrusive, openly interpretive, like a jet plane, the butterfly leaves it’s print in the wind, but on an organic level. Very nice Jeffrey.
eric
i really enjoyed this haiku, the butterfly reminds me of new begginings-yet the past always follows us in our wake. Where can i read more of this author’s work?
Simple but beautiful.
A kind of butterfly effect, exquisitely observed. The butterfly effect goes on and on, and so does this fine haiku.
Exquisite Haiku that explains nature beautifully. Flapping wings can create large environmental changes.
Beautifully written. This reminds me of my childhood days when I was carefree.
Whether you read this once or several times the aha moment is clearly seen, felt and heard. Excellent Jeffrey.
Like Alexander, I was reminded by your haiku that any small change is like touching the spiderweb of it all – Thank you!
stephanie,
a beautiful thing, childhood days;
even more beautiful, allowing a little of the child to remain in us, as we grow older.
then, we can truly appreciate the meaning of carefree days–
and nights
–
carefree day
yesterday is gone–
tomorrow, yet to come
–
carefree, only yesterday
remembering what’s important
It was a simple, but beautiful, Haiku like this that got me hooked!
Butterfly lands
She closes her wings
and disappears
…………..Jane Reichhold
Thank you Jeffrey for your exquisite word picture.
Lesley