fishermen

fishermen waiting
one for the tug on the line
one for bits of bait  🦊❤️

 

manufacturing me

black and white of me
also the color of me
terra cotta too  🦊❤️

 

your turn tuesday #22

 

write a haiku inspired by the picture above. classic haiku form is:
5 syllables
7 syllables
5 syllables
or

any three line haiku regardless of syllable count
Or
whatever style haiku you like
Or
just a poem!! 
feel free to do as you please!

Send your haiku’s title and haiku to me at danrav200@gmail.com . You can also use the comment box in the upper right hand corner of the web version of this post to submit your entry.  Or, facebook messenger. 
Next Tuesday I will post the photo and submitted haikus’s as the post of the day. The author’s name will be included unless otherwise instructed not to include.   Looking forward to reading and posting your haikus!! 
You can view the previous “your turn tuesday” gallery of  haikus here- https://may-king-sense.blogspot.com/2021/09/your-turn-tuesday-20-gallery.html?m=1
Thank you.
🦊❤️


 

broken mirror myth (i hope…)

that thrown away mirror 
captures the blue sky so well
seven years of bad luck 🦊❤️

This myth started with the Romans. They believed that the soul would regenerate every 7 years. So essentially, when you break a mirror, you're waiting for an entirely new soul to rid yourself of the bad luck. ... Breaking a mirror would anger the Gods, who would then torment the person who's last reflection it held.











 

the universe and similar thoughts

sitting on a bench
thoughts spinning off into space
we are not alone… 🦊❤️

 

sense of fall

at the crack of fall
the black and orange team up
smell of pumpkin pie  🦊❤️


 

silva vocat

written in latin
“the forest calls”, it says
to come? or for help?  🦊❤️










 

small town carnival

spinning round and round
tilting…up… down… green and red
i-16… bingo!  🦊❤️

 

a sign? (in the…)

name of the father
and of the son, and of
the holy spirit  🦊❤️

(the holy spirit, also known as the holy ghost, is represented by a white bird)


 

your turn tuesday #21 gallery


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signs, signs, everywhere signs
what to do
me party with the balloons
june kushner
...

fortuitous
balloon hole in one
couldn't do that if i tried
must be lucky sign
ruth macintosh
...

choices
balloons, not knowing
whether to block the green light
or to imitate bells
normand chabot
...

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the lingering guests
whose hangover on the couch
go, you need to go
stephanie lynn
...

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a celebration
a must GO to your event
but no one stopped by
stephanie lynn
...

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 sign, sign everywhere a sign
they point or the lite
or take off in flight
thomas might
...

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west, bells, mill or road
which is it going to be
what way should i go
eileen brennan
...

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the lineup
traffic at a standstill
waiting for the green
yulan mimmy san
...

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 purple is the new green
peggy englebert
...

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 red, yellow, purple?
how do i know where to go?
look left, right, go! siren
neal steele
...

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 yellow rises purple
ballooned belies the green
the road west travelled
gery sasko
...

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 no real direction
which will be your chosen path?
the unknown awaits
nicole hufford leach
...

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 it's our turn tuesday
he says good luck and have fun
my mind draws a blank
rosemary wilson godfrey
...

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 was riding my bike
feelin alive and mellow
at the traffic light
there were balloons purple and yellow

it triggered a thought
of jimi hendrix's "purple haze"
thought about the 60's
and the beatles, man i loved those days

so i peddled past the light
and it occurred to me
how lucky it is to be alive
those balloons helped me to see
joe fanning
...

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on the street i live
a pack of balloons gone rogue
brought cars to a halt 
daniel ravasio
...

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tuesday’s lesson:
blue and yellow make green
so go! just go!
yulan mimmy san
...

getting unstuck
why do we sometimes
stop at green? we should know we’re
free to fly away
marilyn
...

🦊❤️




















 

the power of one

that spindly brown trunk
holding back a rush of logs 
the power of one 🦊❤️


 

second hand shop

a dress in a box
the box inside the window
worn once long ago  🦊❤️


 

being woke

like the red star says
everyday that you wake up
you should celebrate  🦊❤️



 

profesy

 writing on the wall
no… i meant to say “truck door”
another mistaeck… 🦊❤️


 

tommy

eyes as sharp as tacks
ears catching every rustle
always in the now 🦊❤️

 

letting it sink in

your towering height
being absorbed by the earth
the cycle goes on  🦊❤️

 

your turn tuesday #21

write a haiku inspired by the picture above. classic haiku form is:
5 syllables
7 syllables
5 syllables
or

any three line haiku regardless of syllable count
Or
whatever style haiku you like
Or
just a poem!! 
feel free to do as you please!

Send your haiku’s title and haiku to me at danrav200@gmail.com . You can also use the comment box in the upper right hand corner of the web version of this post to submit your entry.  Or, facebook messenger. 
Next Tuesday I will post the photo and submitted haikus’s as the post of the day. The author’s name will be included unless otherwise instructed not to include.   Looking forward to reading and posting your haikus!! 
You can view the previous “your turn tuesday” gallery of  haikus here- https://may-king-sense.blogspot.com/2021/09/your-turn-tuesday-gallery-20.html?m=1
Thank you.
🦊❤️


 

a message

on a sunday stroll
a little message peeks out
simply said, “be you”  🦊❤️

 

jeanne robertson’s pashmina

what’s that up ahead?
a skunk? a fungus? no, it’s
jeanne’s pashmina 🦊❤️


 

9/11 🇺🇸

on this somber day
time will be frozen four times
don’t ever forget 🇺🇸🦊❤️




 

obstacles


oh… that obstacle
day after day of stradlin’
then… suddenly gone  🦊❤️

one day it appeared
many days it was endured
one day it was gone  🦊❤️

Quote from Marcus Aurelius - “…"What stands in the way becomes the way." 

 

the gathering

a circle of trees
huddling before the storm
entwining their roots  🦊❤️






 

artist yayoi kusama & infinity

repeating patterns
lost in infinite sameness
yet… always newness 🦊❤️


(link to learn about yayoi kusama below)



 

your turn tuesday gallery #20

(“Love’s Notions and Novelties” - Robert Beck)

big blur
walking through life this life
plans, no plans, joy, pain, sorrow
it's just a big blur
ron chelsvig
...

man oh man
no matter the weather
come rain, snow or sleet, or hail
he is always there
eileen brennan
...

passion
robert beck showed it:
follow your heart, even late
shining through canvas
normand chabot
...

detour
soaking sopping wet
love's light and shelter beckons-
reprieve from the storm
ruth  macintosh
...

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weary from the pounding rain
the window lights
that you know you're not alone
june kushner
...

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head down - coat pulled tight
the coziness of inside
a few blocks ahead
daniel ravasio
...

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from the room above
a feeling of coziness
lights the rainy street
daniel ravasio
...

singin' in the rain
stomping in the puddles
swinging on lampposts, what's the cause
love has him singing in the rain
thomas might
...

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rain falls from many miles above
racing down at great speed
all forms of life await its arrival
joseph conroy
...

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is she expecting him?
did she send him away?
can't see the tears for the rain
joseph conroy
...

november rain
i made it through the rain
great songs but sometimes
we're just fools in the rain
joseph conroy
...

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some rainy nights you remember
what's your most memorable
ida don't know
joseph conroy
...

challenges
life can be stormy
filled with darkness and trouble
but follow the light
marilyn
...

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my pants soaking wet
puddles forming in my shoes
squish squashing along
daniel ravasio
...

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guy on the street
holding on to his hat
getting soaked
yulan mimmy san
...

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remembering
what i’d forgotten to do-
gotta hurry
yulan mimmy san
...

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outside of love’s
a solitary figure
on the move
yulan mimmy san

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wash away my sins
mistress looks from window
raindrops of guilt fall
stephanie lynn
🦊❤️






















 



















 

sunday afternoon… taking a knee🙏

the wind was blowing
the rain was softly falling
the flag was flying 🦊❤️

 

ready, set, look…

so much to be found
when you set your eyes to “look”
“hey! this is so cool!”  🦊❤️


 

there are no words

i wish that the smell
of sweet autumn clematis
was in this last line  🦊❤️

 

little danny

all of a sudden
the clouds cleared and the sun shone
i’m a child again 🦊❤️

 

graphic content warning

(A berry and a leaf impaled on a Honey Locust tree thorn. Was a very disturbing discovery. )

this scene is graphic
you might want to look away
if you’re sensitive  🦊❤️

 

clever talk… sign of the times

a fence stands between
me and that diner that’s just 
a sign of the times 🦊❤️