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Feathers

10 Apr

     How shall I write about this moonless night? To go, I suppose, without eyesight. To free my mind of past mistakes that I stumbled upon in sunlight.  Or, find myself with nothing visibly at stake—and scribble down experiences still bent, unable to make straight—Yet ,allows me—to fly over their fences—

Feathers carried in the wind

Land at season’s racing feet

Dancing their last dance

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Posted by on April 10, 2016 in Haibun, Pine Cone Diaries, Zen

 

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11 responses to “Feathers

  1. Donna@Living From Happiness

    April 10, 2016 at 1:28 pm

    Sometimes our words can free us like a feather floating on the wind…landing and making sense out of what is there….or just watching the dance in the moment.

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  2. Sherry Marr

    April 10, 2016 at 2:07 pm

    So beautiful, especially the “feathers carried in the wind”.

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  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    April 10, 2016 at 2:37 pm

    There is something so special about a moonless night.. Love the sense of feathers, and hope the are harbingers of greatness.

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  4. C.C.

    April 10, 2016 at 5:26 pm

    Those bent experiences that we are unable to make straight….and yet, somehow, can still fly over….such power in that!

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  5. Mary

    April 10, 2016 at 5:47 pm

    A moonless night sometimes inspires wonderful poetry! (Yours is a case in point!)

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  6. Sumana Roy

    April 10, 2016 at 11:02 pm

    every line has such vibration of passion…beautifully expressed…new favorite of yours…

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  7. thotpurge

    April 10, 2016 at 11:05 pm

    “still bent”…. what a powerful image you paint in the moonless night…

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  8. Magaly Guerrero

    April 11, 2016 at 12:42 am

    Everybody always gets very excited about the full moon, but the new moon (with all her darkness) is what I’ve always found more intriguing. Very vivid poem.

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  9. Rall

    April 11, 2016 at 5:56 am

    I like the idea of past mistakes as feathers in the wind

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  10. kelvin s.m.

    April 11, 2016 at 6:45 am

    I like the image of the feathers dancing for the first time in the wind. Lovely Haiku! 🙂

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  11. humbird

    April 11, 2016 at 7:00 pm

    Very inspiring!

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