A tumbling bag
joins another at the fence —
windy afternoon.
About Masago
- Masago
- Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
- From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
My Blog List
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At the Café9 months ago
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I Can Almost Smell it1 year ago
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6 Hantu yang Muncul di Toilet10 years ago
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distant thunder12 years ago
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welcome spring14 years ago
10 comments:
1055. Obstacle
A tumbling bag
joins another at the fence -
windy afternoon.
Link with 1054: Joining another.
[Sometimes an obstacle confronts our forward progress. It is shallow comfort to find that another has already succumbed to the blandishments of everyday living.]
I like your thoughts about this :)
Travelling companions - at least they have bags of stories...?:)
true
john
I understand this. But because I come from the point of emotions, or thats how I write. I am not sure how to feel about it. Does this make sense to you?
ah, the flotsam and jetsam of life...
Andrew: Thank you, my friend.
Borut: *smile* very good.
John: Thanks.
Inside: Thanks for visiting. I'm not sure what emotion one should have. As a haiku poet I just write "in the moment" and in this case I tried to provide some further insight.
Polona: Yes, some of us are floating in more of it than others. ;-)
walmart tumbleweeds
there is something joyous about the sight of a high-flying bag - as if it has made its break :)
Pamela: Weeds indeed! :-)
Floots: Now that you mention it, I know what you mean. I work in an office on the 17th floor. It is quite a sight to sometimes see a bag or some paper trash lofting past.
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