at the dead tip
of a River Red Gum
an eagle’s nest
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Lorin Ford
Lorin Ford: lorin_ford at hotmail dot com
Lorin lives and writes in the Melbourne (Australia) suburb of Brunswick. Since Jan. 2005, over 200 of her haiku have appeared in a spread of publications from Australia, New Zealand, Japan, Europe and the USA. She won the paper wasp Jack Stamm award for haiku in both 2005 and 2006. She also writes longer poems.
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A Murray River haiku in effect, fantastic. Also reminds me when I looked after a couple of “Murray Maggies”.
ZENN
in the clock tower
overlooking the gravestones
mysterious sticks
Today was wet and overcast here in SW England – not even a functional car, so I went for a walk and sat in Maiden Bradley churchyard on a new tree stump.
A Murray River haiku in effect, fantastic. Also reminds me when I looked after a couple of “Murray Maggies”.
Look forward to seeing more haiku too! ;-)
lorin, that last line is downright exhilarating. But that’s because lines 1 and 2 are so profoundly right.
at the dead tip
of a River Red Gum
an eagle’s nest
Makes the heart soar! Well done, Lorin
life and death
and you found the right words, Lorin
ZENN
in the clock tower
overlooking the gravestones
mysterious sticks
(Eagles are practical nesters)
A wonderful moment, Lorin…
I like Bill’s word “exhilarating”!
And great to see you here again…
;)
Lary
he clasps the crag with crooked hands; close to the sun in lonely lands, ring’d with the azure world, he stands.
the wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; he watches from his mountain walls, and like a thunderbolt he falls.
tennyson’s “the eagle”
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electraglide, i must remember your “practical nesters”
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nestled above the branch point
where it’s built–
full moon silhouette
Thank you all for reading this and commenting.
cheers,
lorin
Good to see you here, Lorin. Enjoyed this one very much.
Nice, Lorin.