Enjoying a horse-sound, glorious early riding season, I was moved to write a “meandering” on my personal FaceBook page. A friend commented, “multiple haikus”. I was intrigued. Although I haven’t written a haiku since I had to in high school, we have a sort of book club (CultureClub) that happens to be exploring poetry this month.
Here’s the original post:
Sunlight warming pine trees. Their scent.
The sigh of a horse.
Brief conversations with new friends, one helping another.
Clouds rolling in, breeze picking up.
I am Grateful.
And here are the resulting haikus:
Sunlight warming pine.
Tree’s scent. Quiet. Sigh of a horse.
Being in moments.
Rhythmic movement. Horse.
Clouds rolling in. Breeze. Trees.
This is me. I am.
Maybe these have some meaning for you, too, so I thought I’d share them.
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