Friday, February 18, 2011
Haiku Friday
Haiku My Heart: Robin Pauses
Robin poised on bough:
To perch or to soar away?
Ask cherry blossoms.
Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.
I look forward to sharing haiku every Friday with you!
photo by Bryan Murahashi
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Do the cherry blossoms know?
ReplyDeleteHaiku My Heart, O Sentinel
Margaret,
ReplyDeleteThis is simply lovely. It has an Asian quality about it, the robin redbreast and the cherryblossoms. It is a photograph but it appears painterly, and it takes one's breath away really. I love the way the bird is cradled in the bough. I was born in Washington D.C. and remember Cherryblossoms from when I was a small child. I love your Haiku. It is beautiful. I am thrilled that you have joined us my dear!!
xoxo,
Noelle
Beautiful Robin ! I can't wait to see and hear my first one here. For now, winter is lingering so robins should wait !
ReplyDeleteHappy Friday !
welcome margaret!
ReplyDeleteexquisite haiku...i love the idea of life around us holding on to the story of life within it. the cherry blossoms...left holding the essence of robin. the earth that receives our footprints, the sky that captures us as we look up pondering heaven.
so glad you are here!!!
margaret! very very well done! and you know, i ask myself the same question sometimes: do i perch or soar away? :^)
ReplyDeletethe connection you make with the wise cherry blossoms makes me wonder who speaks for me!
nice to be here, margaret ♥
Beautiful. The robin means Spring!
ReplyDeleteSmiles.
Beautiful, just beautiful. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteTo Magical Mystical Teacher~
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting! Well, the cherry blossoms are the closest things around to ask... The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind. ♥
Hi O Sentinel! Glad you stopped by. And we'll all sleep a little easier knowing Point Loma is being watched over by a vigilant angel! ♥
ReplyDeleteTo Noelle~ thank you for your charming, carefully thought-out comments. Washington DC is the most amazing place in the whole world to be in April! Thousands of branches dripping with pink and white blossoms. And that scent! I think your cloest orchard is in San Francisco? For me, it's Newark, NJ. ♥
ReplyDeleteHi Kim! I'm from New Jersey, just below you, and still in the throes of winter, too. Not a recent photo, I'm afraid. Thanks for visiting me! ♥
ReplyDeleteHi Rebecca! I adore your website and the creation of haiku my heart. I am so honored to be a part of it. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteIt is wonderful to being open to support (to and from) everything in our lives. It makes our world and us one. ♥
HI kj! I like the way you saw my haiku. It's not always easy to be a self-assured decision maker. You know, in some parts of the world, they still read tea leaves. ♥
ReplyDeleteHi Choices! And spring means new birth and insights... Thanks for visiting! ♥
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marion! Much love ♥
ReplyDeleteBe still my heart. We have a taste of spring here the last we days. As I see your photo. I ask could it be so? Tree blooms are so fragile. Many a year of blooming too soon. I so love to see the glee they bring. Thanks for sharing your wonderful words and photo. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Grammy! Thank you for visiting! No, this is an archival photo; cherry blossoms arrive to the East Coast in April. You'll have to really visit!
ReplyDeletei like the idea of bird chatter... should i stay or should i go...
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful like your soul my dear friend Margaret. xoxo
ReplyDeleteThank you for this glimpse of spring. The moon images you've collected are stunning!
ReplyDeletex..x
Hi Ms. Pie~ Thanks for visiting! Animals seem to have better gut instincts than we do!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting and your kind words, Phivos!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Stephanie! We both seem to appreciate the metaphors the moon shares with us.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this breath of spring. The sentiment of your poem resonates within me like expanding circular ripples from a pebble tossed into a stream.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lynne, for visiting and your pretty comment--I think you're read for haiku Friday! me
ReplyDelete