(g) OctaTimbre-haibun/MLMM/ Grass Warriors (10.25)

Grass Warriors
(OctaTimbre 8 words by 10 lines/ haibun combo)

Under the shade the grass does not grow
Especially where the roots of aging trees rise
Where little dirt seems to linger for nourishment
There has been an attempt to reseed areas –
But it seems the birds and squirrels dine
On the newly spread and watered seed offerings
The weather did not help this week either
Wind without direction swirling followed by heavy rain
Scattered loosely all about, what seed wasn’t eaten –
I still enjoy walking my yards full length

maples, pines, chestnuts
so many trees block the sun;
blades still, cut through ground

©JP/dh

MLMM Chevrefeuill heeding haiku
(I was inspired to write about what the rain did to our grass seed…)

blades of grass–
lost among the raindrops
autumn dew

© Issa (1810)(tr. David Lanoue)

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OctaTimbre: wordplay on the month of October; an 8 x 10 verse form:
Eight letters (same or different words, symbols), syllables or words by ten lines; in a single or multiple series of stanza. Created in honor of the month of October – octo being 8 and 10 – the tenth month on the secular calendar (by JulesPage September 30th, 2017)
Octa http://www.dictionary.com/browse/octa?s=t octa, octo meaning 8
Timbre http://www.dictionary.com/browse/timbre?s=t timbre because poetry can be like music

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(g) OctaTimbre haibun MLMM Heeding haiku/ Petal Memories… (10.11)

Petal Memories…
(OctaTimbre haibun)

As I wait for the frost to kiss
The roses; I think of a grandfather who
In his later years cultivated such beautiful flora
At least I think of the stories that
I have been told, since he passed before
I was born… he was better with bushes
Than people. At least that’s what I understand.
Roses have their own language without the need
Of speech. They perfume for each of us
Uniquely – perhaps that is the lesson they teach?

petal memories
soft and comforting embrace
autumn’s arrival

©JP/dh

Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille / MLMM
Please see post for inspiration/instructions.

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OctaTimbre: wordplay on the month of October; an 8 x 10 verse form:
Eight letters (same or different words, symbols), syllables or words by ten lines; in a single or multiple series of stanza. Created in honor of the month of October – octo being 8 and 10 – the tenth month on the secular calendar (by JulesPage September 30th, 2017)
Octa http://www.dictionary.com/browse/octa?s=t octa, octo meaning 8
Timbre http://www.dictionary.com/browse/timbre?s=t timbre because poetry can be like music

(g) MLMM Sat Mix/ Mix/ Parked (9.30)

Parked
(pi ku, Shadorma, pi ku, Shadorma)

over the
strait
of Rock River

No straight trek
Up that trail along
The mountain
For to see
What was discussed there at the
Information desk

no disgust
found
in natures’ wood

At North Point
The peak of the trail
There up at
Hawk Mountain
Where we spied vultures and a
Single Bald Eagle

©JP/dh

http://www.hawkmountain.org/

MLMM Saturday Mix
The ‘Double Take’ challenge focuses on the use of homophones* to build your writing piece. You have two sets of homophones and you are challenged to use all four words in your response – which can be poetry or prose.
Our first homophone set this week is: straight – not crooked, strait – narrow waterway
Our second set of homophones is: discussed – talked about, disgust – sickening

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(g) T/QKJ/MLMM/ Murder in the Morning? (1.24) b

Murder in the Morning?
(a mini haibun)

Was he awake
before dawn?
Did he miss the
spiraling of blackbirds –
(when I went to get the
morning paper – dreading
to read the headlines…)
Wings like folding chairs
setting up for or
being taken down after
a funeral in the winter sky…

yesterday was all
rain, the creek rose, the sky dull;
time marched like blind men

©JP/dh

http://crow.bz/main/murder.htm A horde, hover, muster,
parcel are also listed as collective nouns for Crows.
The most famous of them all is “a murder”.

https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2017/01/24/twiglet-8/ folding chairs
https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2017/01/24/qkj-24/ “spiral”
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/01/24/photo-challenge-149/
Please see link for photo prompt credited to – Mario Gervais

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(g) QKJ/MLMM / Perusing Summer Daze (1.21) wp

Perusing Summer Daze
(shadorma series; 50 words including title)

The rabbits
Respond to the warmth
Carefully
Creep out of
Safety; a perceived mansion
The old man’s farmhouse

Drinking deep
From the cistern they
Peruse dawn,
Undulate
Inquisitively at the
Unguarded garden

Vibrating
Out of opaque sky
Chimera?
Just a hawk
Hunting artisan wants a
Delicious breakfast

©JP/dh

https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2017/01/21/qkj-21/
Write a summer day.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/01/21/saturday-mix-lorraine/
https://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/chimera
http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=8905
1)Let’s try a fifty/fifty split: write a piece of flash in 50 words using one word from each column; you can alter the form of the word – responded; deliciously
(* the words I used)
noun verb modifier (verb/noun)
*cistern *undulate *careful
*artisan * respond * inquisitive
sphinx, attach, ultramarine
*rabbit *peruse *opaque
courtesan, *vibrate *delicious
2)And in 25 words or less, an image for your perusal and penmanship:

(Photograph: © Lorraine)
3)shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5). You can write one stanza (that’s what I do) or multiple stanzas. I’d like you to write to a theme word this week, chimera.

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(g) MLMM Hh seed/ seedy and Red Tails; Non-fiction (1.12) wp

seedy?

hawks wanting to plant;
raid the squirrels high nest for
more than just acorns

©JP/dh

MLMM Heeding haiku ‘seed’

In observing nature there is a raw beauty of watching living things survive.
The haiku was written based on watching the a pair of hawks destroy a
squirrels nest that was high in an old willow tree:

Red Tails; Non-fiction

Pair of hungry Red-Tail hawks
Carefully shred
A squirrel’s nest
One succeeds only to drop his prey
Who runs into the bushes ~

One hawk flies away while
The other takes up a high post
Like a sentinel
Waiting for sounds of movement
To appease his appetite

©JP/dh

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(g) MLMM TW/ Chasing Tales (1.5) wp

Chasing Tales
(free verse & pi ku)

How restrictive are
The limitations we place
Upon ourselves?

Those resolutions
We make and break
As if they were bits
Of dark chocolate just
Waiting to be consumed?

What tales do we tell ourselves
When we turn away from
Our mirrored reflections?

Vowing to be healthier –
We add miles to our routines
Yet just walking alone
Is not the prevention nor
The cure to all the hidden ills.

Those designer genes we inherited –
Can we, just by lifestyle changes,
Alter courses fate has set into the stars?

cloudy thoughts
guise
limitations

©JP/dh

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/01/05/tale-weaver-101-resolute-05-01-17/
This is the time of the year folk make, and break, resolutions. Weave a tale concerning keeping or discarding a resolution. Remember not all resolutions are for “improving” our health and well-being.
With a nod to https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2017/01/05/
The ‘limited’ prompt for QKJ5 is here:
Four Times, Drummed

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