childhood map
trees and hills
we gave names

20 Responses

  1. sanjuktaa Says:

    Lovely one, Dawn!

  2. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you, Sanjuktaa ♥

  3. Alan Summers Says:

    Wondeful, wondeful, wonderful! :-)

    Alan, With Words

  4. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thanks, Alan! :)

  5. Alan Summers Says:

    My spelling can be improved on though. :-)

    I meant wonderful with an r each time. :-)

    Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!

  6. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you again, Alan. You are wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!!

  7. Ellen Grace Olinger Says:

    Dear Dawn,

    Wonderful haiku!

    fragrance of leaves
    in the gardens
    what good friends
    we became
    as we grew older


  8. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you, Ellen! Beautiful tanka!

  9. donnafleischer Says:

    Those trees and hills were also our friends, and we theirs. Thanks for a beautiful poem in content and form. – Donna

  10. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you, Donna!

  11. haikuapprentice Says:

    So evocative Dawn. Personally I used to draw them in large "Scrap books", with textas in different colours. I wonder was the poem triggered by the discovery of a map from your own childhood, or a memory triggered when a child in your life produced such a map?

    Such an interesting observation for a poem, and touching a novel and quite unexpected memory. Great poetry Dawn!

    I never quite connected before pondering this poem, though, how universal is the making of maps and naming features of the environment. I recently was studying Australian Aboriginal cultures and much of the dreaming stories are essentially naming rocks, mountains and other features of the landscape. In a sense, it is the same impulse. Perhaps so also is poetry – maps of the features around us at different times in our life – we just give them different types of names.

    Another thing I really like about this particular poem is the meter: a repetition of 3 lines of 3 monosyllables. It seems to recall the vocabulary and "nursery style" verses we loved as children. But in light of my map-musings, it also has a lovely "square grid" pattern – just like a map!

    Thanks again for this poem, Dawn, I thoroughly enjoyed it!


  12. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you, Strider! You always contribute so much with your comments. I love reading your commentary..especially now.
    I don't remember what prompted this haiku. I think it might have been a visit to my hometown that did the prompting, & a "No trespassing" sign by the woods I played in as a child. My mom didn't let us watch much TV, and encouraged us to be outside. We knew the woods well.
    I'd love to see some of those maps you drew. I don't have any of mine.
    Thank you again!!!

  13. Brandon Bordelon Says:

    childhood globe
    the Cold War
    frozen in time

  14. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thanks, Brandon! I enjoy reading your haiku.

  15. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thanks, Brandon!

  16. Connie Says:

    I love this! It reminds me of what we did as children, too. Hoping you have such memories of Grandma's and Grandpa's "farm" in Wooster. I always love going there!

    Love you!

  17. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thank you, Connie! Wooster has a big place in my poetic memory. I was just telling my kids yesterday about how my brother and I would stand by the raspberry bushes and just eat berry after berry. So many memories stand out.
    Love you,too!!!

  18. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    Yes! Beautiful, Dawn. I posted one on NaHaiWriMo the other day in a haiga which was in a similar vein…

    green sunlight
    six cousins at the edge
    of an adventure


  19. Dawn Apanius Says:

    Thanks, Marion!
    I love your haiku. Very visual & exciting.

  20. Jeffrey Winke Says:


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