sleepless —
my window floats through a thousand
stars
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Patrick Gillespie
Patrick Gillespie is a Poet, Writer and Builder living in Vermont. He has three kids. One wife. Four ducks. Shelves full of poetry and music. He dreams of a tiny house with views of the sunset in a field of wildflowers.
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My thanks to both of you. :-) Starting November 7th, and inspired by —I'm not sure what—I've undertaken writing one haiku a day through November of next year. One a day. More haibun than haiku I suppose.
This haiku is magical. Well done.
Love this. So beautifully apt.
My thanks to both of you. :-) Starting November 7th, and inspired by —I'm not sure what—I've undertaken writing one haiku a day through November of next year. One a day. More haibun than haiku I suppose.
Yes!
Lovely style!
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Tribute to John O'connor 1949-2015
stars fail to break
as long as the sand
& moonlight
haiku by Alan Summers
n.b.
the last two lines are from John's poem Mother & Child (Tiny Gaps, NZPS, 2003)
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This captures well for me that 'not quite there' feeling when you are on the brink of sleep.
marion
I love it too.