breathe after dusk

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You can play Magnetic poetry online, check it out!  (Take a screen shot to save your poem.)

seasons strum

Chevrefeuille’s Heeding Haiku “fusion” challenge at Mindlovemisery’sMenagerie.

 

from a treetop
emptiness dropped down
in a cicada shell
~
black forest
whatever you may say
a morning of snow

©️Basho (1644-1694), translated by Reichhold

 

 

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photo by lynn

cicada solo

serenades empty forest

sing before it snows

 

©️ lynn__

cry after recalling rain

 

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I admit to selecting more (and more) words to complete this magnetic poem.

foreboding

 

How are we wandering Americans to know it’s Canada’s provincial parks camping weekend?  Of course, all campgrounds from Jasper to Banff are overflowing so we drive on. Sun is setting low over the pass when we find a lonely parking lot near trailhead where we can park our pickup camper for the night. Tired of riding, we decide to check out the trail as dusk settles on forest.

Light fades fast in the high country, exaggerating shapes and shadows.  Full skirts of fir trees appear as dark illustrations straight from the Brothers Grimm.  My apprehension only serves to amplify the crunch of pine needles and sounds of skittering.  We meet last pair of hikers coming back down trail and I note they have walking sticks equipped with bear bells.

 

night envelops trees

alpine woods bathed in shadow

autumn falls early

 


Poets at dVerse are writing haibuns and “forest bathing” this week!

European tour: Bulgaria

Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai hosts virtual tour of Europe this month.

 

Oilcape

 

beyond beach crowd noise

forest preserve wraps mountain

cliff overlooks sea

 

(Photo credit: CDHK)

 

European tour: Belgium

Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai hosts virtual European tour this month.

ardennen 2

 

leave Brussels chaos

find peace in Ardennes hills

pass through dark forest

 

(Photo credit: CDHK)

a walking haibun

“Home is everything you can walk to.”  ― Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl

To hike a mountain wearing backpack is divine; climb to cool heights with marmots, and drink in far vistas. To stroll barefoot along the sandy beach is mesmerizing; play catch-me-if-you-can with foamy waves, and chase seagulls. To meander with walking stick on fern trail through piny forest is refreshing; listen for bears, and follow a stony stream. To exercise with dog on rural mile is simple enjoyment; be led over gently rolling hill, push into prairie wind, and gaze at the wide expanse of sky.

 

walk down gravel road

see the farmer working field

pure ambulation

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Come take a walk with the poets at dVerse !

woodland haiku

 

pine-scented cool shade

tinkling of hiker’s bear bells

alpine forest trail

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Enjoy a walk in the woods today at  http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.se/2014/08/carpe-diem-533-forest.html