We are writing haibuns today at dversepoets.com about the "Why" behind our writing, what our style of writing is.
All there is..
Born under the Aries constellation, writing for me fulfills a need to express emotions. Words rooted in passion, pain, sadness and joy are seeds from which grow stems of my stories, blossoming into scenarios of love under a pale moon, or blades of grass pushing up excruciating growth, or a meadow of amazing realization. My flowers reveal how we love, cry, ache, or dream, how it feels to live the days of our lives. In my garden grow verses descrbing experiences we share as humans, unleashing basic instincts as we react to the world around us, encompassing all there is.
Planted deep within,
a plethora of feelings -
compost of our souls
I like how poems record how it feels to live our lives which I think can become "a meadow of amazing realization".
ReplyDeleteThank you, Frank.
DeleteI love this - the blossoming from emotional depth. That's what poetry is.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sarah.
DeleteThe metaphor of bloom and gardening is so well sustained in this piece... wonderful
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bjorn.
DeleteLove that sentence: 'Words rooted in passion, pain, sadness and joy are seeds from which grow stems...' and the idea of poetry as a garden composted by souls.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kim.
Delete'...a meadow of blazing realization..." What a wonderful phrase! And the last line of your haiku, Kathy -- perfect!
ReplyDeleteKathy, I can't read the poem. It is etched into the picture, but I love the haiku! A plethora of feelings as compost...beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYour words were mixed with the image of the house? Perhaps that is how you meant it?
ReplyDeleteIt has been corrected, I think, Annel.:-)
DeleteI've also explored the poetic garden. The seeds will bloom beautifully if tended properly. And I have enough manure for the lot of us! ;) But, your haibun touches something as written by such a caring gardener, Kathy.
ReplyDeleteThank you.:-)
DeleteI love how gardening plays an important part of your poetry and life - colors, seasons, muse, roots and compost ~
ReplyDeleteHave a good week ~
A wonderful unfolding of why you write! Image-rich and sensuous!
ReplyDeleteAlmost impossible for me to read the poem etched into the beautiful photo... like the compost of feelings (haiku)
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