Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Anne Curran & Michael Newell: Wednesday Haiku, #112

Photo by Patrick Q



as she turns to leave
my mother's
girlish smile

Anne Curran




Photo by Dietmar Temps


 

An old man slowly rocked,
the clock of his face
ticking toward midnight.

Michael L. Newell




Photo by Photo Matt 28




the baby birds' eyes
riveted on mother...
molting
  
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue




   
best,
Don 

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2 comments:

Greg Kosmicki said...

Cool how "rocked" works as a verb as in "to turn into rock" in looking at the picture...

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks a lot, Greg ... words, they swing so many ways. Don