who permits it
as white-tipped wings flutter gold
through dead leaves
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Special #122, Richard Wright’s 3rd haiku “The Violet Beds,” another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here are the White Stripes singing about mulch.
Your blog has the most incredible soundtrack, Blake — love the White Stripes! [She said, making copious typing errors while rocking out.]
Very mysterious, this one — both the imagery and the question itself. Wow! 😀
Well, the mystery mainly comes from adding a reference to Richard Wright’s haiku to a pre-existing image – but, hey, you don’t need to understand all your own writing, right? 🙂
This is a great version, isn’t it? I auditioned a few but this won easily. In fact, I’ll give it another listen now 🙂
LOL!!! 😉
And no. I don’t understand my own writing either sometimes. Comes from some place deep in the subconscious sometimes — which makes people’s comments really interesting — very enlightening, actually.
Wow! great imagery,Blake. wish I could have listened to the video but it will not permit me in my country:(
Really? That’s a pity. You never know how Youtube will behave in different countries, it’s a very temperamental platform.
Glad you enjoyed the imagery, though. Thanks, Cheryl-Lynn 🙂
I am always amazed when that happens especially UK and Canada…we`re cousins for goodness sake! 🙂
Well, exactly! And Jen’s videos normally play fine for me but yesterday it refused.. pff who knows? 😉
odd…it’s a conspiracy with the aliens in cyberspace.