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The last month has continued to break records on THE DAILY HAIKU with more new members arriving from all across the world as we hit the milestone of 6000 members. I still cannot quite believe it as it is just over one year ago that we started with just one member here in rural West Cornwall that feels like the edge of the world. How could I have known how connected I would feel with such an amazing community from almost every corner of the planet. Perhaps one day we can create a TDH map.
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This is our forthrightly round-up of themes and prompts that encourages you to showcase your favourite haiku, write new by revisiting themes and our bonus themes only available here and share with friends who do not want to be on social media but would like to join in. It seems appropriate that this period fitted in with World Earth Day on the 22nd April which reflected the overriding number of themes below that respond to nature.
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Huge thanks again to those who contributed to the call out for HOW TO HAIKU which lead to the blog of the same name which serves another helpful resource for our growing toolkit. https://thegreatmargin.org/conversations/conversation-73-how-to-haiku/
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Daily Themes:
HILLS
GREEN
AND…
WILD
BLUE
WHISPER
WALK
SHORE
GATE
SEEDS
CIRCLE
CLOUDS
SLEEP
TREES
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Bonus Themes:
STILL
MOVEMENT
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Impromptu Theme: EARTH to mark World Earth Day on 22nd April 2021
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Weekly Themes:
FOREST
WATER MOVING
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Season Words
#7: WILLOW
#8GRASS
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First Line Renga
COME AWAY WITH ME
or
WHERE THE SHADOWS DANCE
or
THE OLD WOODEN BRIDGE
or
AS THE RIVER FLOWS
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Musical Themes to inspire haiku:
Judy Collins with ‘Both Sides Now’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8L1UngfqojI
Nora Jones ‘Come Away with Me’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbjZPFBD6JU
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Haiga:
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Some favourites from this period which has been dominated by nature themes
as a child
my life was whispered truths
I could never hear
this wind bent tree
I note each passing day
has no care for me
dawn chorus
everyone wanting
to use the bathroom
life
a thrown pebble prints rings
too soon vanished
half undressed
mud thick with hieroglyphs
waits to drown
waiting room
every averted gaze
seeds fear
blotting paper skies
I dream of cress seeds – being sent
outside for laughing
walk with me, through the
kissing gate and the bluebells
to Trevean – the sea
to be as stone
in this unmapped beck
still yet still moving
as close as we dare
paddling on this gentle edge
human flotsam
afternoon walk
it is the pause in our path
where we meet again
from its dry vase
willow stems remind me
to whisper not shout
sky
blue noted
cries
no matter the cut
or the hush of the wild
brambles will out
we froze your wildness
on my tongue the sweet release
of blackberry blood
dry throated moor
rasp of song atop Watch Croft
and the wind keeps on
long gone now
my old green georgette dress
worn to shreds
fir cone on her shelf
the forest she once knew well
lost to dementia
Splendid, Amanda.
we can’t go on
not meeting
like this
Looking Back
We camped on the verge
By a babbling brook
First holiday planting seeds
We lie together
We are older now
Repeating patterns set then
We have seen dark clouds
Fill our aching heads
With grief surpassing summers
Everything is fine
Today; sunshine, small smiles
Bodies laid to rest
Thinking back to this
Childhood days full of wonder
When we’re climbing trees
Haikus become Tankas so as to experiment with a new form
We camped on the verge
By a babbling brook
First holiday planting seeds
Diligent in fields we plant
So we may see a harvest
We lie together
We are older now
Repeating patterns set then
When we were young and in love
Longing to be old lovers
We have seen dark clouds
Fill our aching heads
With grief surpassing summers
We could barely bring ourselves
To raise our heads to sunshine
Everything is fine
Today; sunshine, small smiles
Bodies laid to rest
Rot in the earth like mem’ry
Preserved with love in our hearts
Thinking back to this
Childhood days full of wonder
When we’re climbing trees
Careful not to scratch our knees
We explore our fear of heights
The Daily Haiku/The Great Margin Themes – Made into New Haiku.
GREEN, HILLS, AND, WIILD, BLUE, WHISPER, GATE, SHORE, CIRCLE.
Green hills and wild blue
flowers whisper through the gate,
down to the shore circle.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021
WALK, TREES, CLOUDS, SLEEP, SEEDS,
walk near the tall trees,
where the clouds sleep; sow small seeds
– Carol’s wildflowers.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
BONUS THEMES
Still & Movement
so still, very cold
the tai-chi movements graceful
performed in the park.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.