What a peaceful image, Mary Lee. I'm sitting over a cup of coffee right now, letting myself open to the morning and I definitely have a feeling of things 'lingering." I love that word, by the way. Even saying it has a slow, meandering, not-directed-toward-a goal quality to it, that "ing" returns to "ling" after taking a side trip through "er."Mine is an actual haiku this AM, and related to December, which is close to Christmas.across the fieldshadows race from woods to fence --owl declares whooo wonLove the photo of the dreamcatcher! Not a typical, full-on shot. Rather, dreamcatcher half-caught by the camera lens. I spent some more time last night exploring Unsplash, too!
You continue to surprise me with these images. Shadows "racing" from fence to fence." "Whooo won?" Love this.
Your "whooo won" is a fine bit of humor for the darkness of December!
I had to teach this morning, so I'm late writing today. I have two versions of one poem. Can't decide which one I like better.“In Grandma’s Kitchen”Mincemeat tartlets notmy favorite but I love thosetiny fluted pans© Carol Wilcox, 2015OR maybe…“In Grandma’s Kitchen”Fluted tart pansHearts and diamonds much betterThan mincemeat inside© Carol Wilcox, 2015
Mary Lee, I agree with Steve. This poem has such a peaceful, gentle, lovely way to start the day feel. And such a great simile.
Still messing around an hour later"Christmas Toys"I'll pass on mincementbut those tiny fluted pansare captivating.(C) Carol Wilcox, 2015
I like this one best, I think. Maybe break the syllable rules a little this way:I'll pass on mincementbut those tiny fluted pans --captivating. orI'll pass on mincementbut those tiny fluted panscaptivate me.This is what I love about revision+haiku. With so few words, you can try lots of ways very quickly!
Yeah, I like the third one best too. And I like either of your changes. I was trying to stay with five syllables, but maybe I do need to give myself a little flexibility.
Loving the interplay of poet to poet...