Thursday, July 09, 2026

A Year Of Haiku (XXVI): Grass And Mountain


Summer of colours:
but forty-five years ago,
all fiery ash. 


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  1. Nylon127:45 AM

    Mountain rumbles much,
    Earthquakes and flows, explosions,
    Yeah big Bada Boom!
    (with apologies to Leeloo TB)

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    1. Toirdhealbheach Beucail9:49 AM

      The silence of wind
      carries only birds and seeds,
      bringing life not death.

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  2. Ed9:22 AM

    Favorite flower
    Is the mountain Columbine
    It's so delicate

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    1. Toirdhealbheach Beucail9:51 AM

      The Wildflowers:
      delicate yet resilient,
      rising over ash.

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  3. Leigh7:13 AM

    Golden green sunrise;
    Leafy branch filtered sunlight
    welcome my morning

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    1. Toirdhealbheach Beucail9:40 AM

      "Welcome Morning! chant
      the swallows, wheeling in joy -
      or is it breakfast?

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