autumn’s colors
reds browns yellows
the scent of fall
PR
9/30/15
I am participating in this new thing called Writer’s Quote Wednesday a collaboration between Ronovan Writes and SilverThreading.com also on twitter #BeWoW
I love this idea of quoting a writer as it pertains to writing. A quote that influence, inspired, leave a mark on your psyche. For mine as far as who said it..sorry, don’t remember his name, having a malfunction of my gray matter. He was being interviewed or was on a panel discussion on the process of writing or growing a character.
In essence he said
“…as a writer the characters reveal themselves to the writer. They start as a shadow, a distant mirage moving toward you. As they get closer the image is sharper ending with the revelation that we as writers gladly take credit for…”
That was the coolest thing I’d ever heard a writer say. Some others that I found that now have me digging for their work:
“It is perectly okay to write garbage – as long as you edit brillantly” – C.J. Cherryh
and
” Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards”
– Robert A. Heinein
and
“if you wish to be a writer, write.” – Epictetus
PR
9/30/15
What is a Troiku?
In short you have to write three new haiku using the three separated lines of the given haiku as the first line. Go here to read more about Troiku .
This is the “blue-print” of the troiku:
butterflies and birds
restlessly they rise up
a cloud of flowers
(© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
butterflies and birds
no longer out and about
summer storm coming
restlessly they rise up
staging area abuzz
autumn migration
a cloud of flowers
lost in pollen tsunami
bees swept from their perch
PR
9/30/15
under the blood moon
fluid sculpture of clouds stream
an autumn flourish
I was up last night gazing at the Full moon/Blood Moon / Eclipse. The clouds in our area were right in the mix. An awesome sight!
PR
9/29/15
Carpe Diem Haiku : Sculptor
For other responses follow link
This post in response prompt words
Tide & Flesh
from
Ronovan Writes
in surrender to
lull of gently breaking tide
flesh sprawled on white sand
PR
9/29/15
These were taken in the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens. This tree still has working parts with greenery on it!. Just can’t find those photos now.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Change.”
pegasus
muse of my muse
spritz her with cold spring water
wake her from this slumber
PR
9/25/15
falling willow leaves
beginning of long farewell
autumn wind mourns
#2
falling willow leaves
Lessen notes in swaying song
autumn wind mourns
PR
9/25/15
For Carpe Diem Haiku
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