wordless wind allures
a familiar voice afar
ineffable sphere
roaring loud whisper
unseen stirs the stillness
arouse quiet sleep
here beside the moon
awakening every dream
restless stars ignite
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one single impression no 18: doorway; Kite-Flying, rowteight, flickr
6.30.08 / 2pm
A haiku chain – cool! A beautiful description of your gateway…to things beyond our imaginations? The picture matches with the poem well, too.
-Nicole
6.30.08 / 3pm
I really like that third haiku in the series.
6.30.08 / 5pm
The photo is surrealistic and haunting, as is the poem.
6.30.08 / 5pm
The roaring whisper and the restless stars are wonderful images in this great sequence. I imagine that whisper fueling the fires of heaven.
6.30.08 / 6pm
A “roaring loud whisper”- I like the paradox in that line.
Thank You for the fine poems and the remakable photograph.
6.30.08 / 9pm
Fascinating doorway!
6.30.08 / 9pm
A dark and haunting Haiku. I just love it. The picture is perfect.
love-bd
7.1.08 / 5am
This series of haiku is marvelous. I love the push and pull of the contrast you built into them.
7.1.08 / 7am
how beautifully put, I can picture a peaceful night just standing around staring at the moon
7.1.08 / 2pm
You picked a good photo to match your poems. If I had to pick a favorite, it would be the last.
7.2.08 / 12pm
There is a mystery about the picture and the Haiku and I love it.
7.2.08 / 3pm
‘Wordless wind’ is lovely, and tho it is wordless its sounds can create a symphony of emotion!
Thank you for your visit and comment on mine.
7.2.08 / 6pm
Your haiku series is gorgeous! Thanks for visiting, and yes, the picture is of my brother Johnny. He has been gone for only a few months, and I miss him. Your words this week made me think of him and where he is. Thank you for that!
7.3.08 / 7am
Wonderful, I will come back to look at the haiku here later when I’m not travleing.
Question (I will just wonder about it): did you ever fly a kite in the moonlight? 
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BTW, I have lived in Texas since 1956 with a one-year break. I hope you are happy where you are now or that you may return.
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7.3.08 / 1pm
Great haiku series and the picture complements them beautifully. I especially like the last one.
7.4.08 / 4am
Beautifully penned, a very vivid and surreal poem. I loved it!
7.4.08 / 9pm
…awakening every dream, the restless stars…yes.
My earliest recollections…maybe 2 years old…are of the moon and stars and a wonderful playing about I was privy to at the time. I have long since lost that capability…the stars have become distant and the moon: a dead sphere. Thanks for awakening the memory of life before awareness….
7.6.08 / 4am
This series of Haiku conjured up, for me, the idea of distant memories. So much can be read from these words. Memory loss, dejavu, lost love, struggle, hope…. beautiful.
7.6.08 / 3pm
The last line is my favorite. It’s so epic.
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there’s no such thing as beginning at the beginning- just when would that be, and who would tell the story? but some moments in a life suggest a kind of punctuation: quick-stop comma, full-stop period, or the in between caesuras of semi-colon and colon. rosalyn brown, half a heart
photo: Punctuation, The Green Album
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