I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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9 September 2016

Walking Around Town

burly boys
jitter and fidget  –
testosterone 

old man totters
hurrying to the bench 
almost falls

she stops to rest
drinks from her thermos 
lightens the load

strong smell
outside the library –
smoker

rain starts in big splashy drops 
small mosquitos come inside


Another haiku sonnet – or senryu sonnet – for Poetic Asides

Also linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #320


24 comments:

  1. I had that walk just yesterday! It was I who lightened my load. Love these little moments, leading to humor in the final one.

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    1. (Actually it was me, too! But I wanted to keep th poem in third person.)

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  2. For some reason, this took me back to high school, some 46 years ago

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    1. You must have been one of those boys in the first verse!

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  3. the library one seems universal :)

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  4. I love he little mosquitos coming inside!

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  5. I can picture them, Rosemary. You bring them to life. I feel pity for the old man.

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  6. Paints a picture of society reflecting every day events.

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  7. lightens the load.., like that!!

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  8. You paint such a wonderful picture with your words, Rosemary 💖

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  9. How easy it is to see such scenes we can see all around us everyday. Observers poeticus is our species!

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  10. marvellous microcosm of observations Rosemary- those mosquitoes hate the rain and love the smell of blood

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  11. Stories like droplets - each one gathered in that thermos perhaps.. and gently swallowed down..

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  12. interesting form. and all the 5 delightful haiku can each stand alone in its own right. not that smoking is delightful of course, but it's good to see someone breaking the rules once a while. :)

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  13. I think that we are just observant we can capture these images, each and every one a life, a story of itself.. maybe the only thing connecting them is that walk we are walking.

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  14. Oh how i'm loving these haiku sonnets, I must must try it. Happy Sunday Rosemary

    much love...

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  15. This is fun--I love the feel of it--an exploration in the moment

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  16. Ah, it's wonderful to find the sense in every moment, how thoughtful of you...and enjoy it! At the end of the day - doesn't matter who's inside: one or one with mosquito...

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  17. This is brilliant! I really struggle with haiku and tanka sequences. This one is wonderful sketched and flows beautifully.

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  18. You can capture a lot in a walk.

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  19. Little snapshots of life beautifully depicted.

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  20. she stops to rest
    drinks from her thermos
    lightens the load

    A wonderful haiku sonnet Rosemary! Led by the hand to savor the day's wonders!

    Hank

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  21. Oh, those pesky mosquitoes! Keep them outside, please! ;)

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