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patriciaruthsusan says:

October 24, 2016 at 6:39 am

A lovely natural setting, Mary. 🙂 — Suzanne

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- Mary Kendall says:
  
  October 24, 2016 at 9:20 am
  
  Thank you.
  
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seaviewwarrenpoint says:

October 23, 2016 at 6:27 am

Great use of sound in this, Mary.

marion

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- Mary Kendall says:
  
  October 23, 2016 at 11:00 am
  
  Thanks, Marion. 🙂
  
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The simplest thing
Passing cloud … (tanka)
Life as we knew it . . . (Tanka)
Tongue tripping . . . (a Kyoka)
A gathering basket . . . (tanka)
Starry-eyed
Cutting back roses (a tanka)
A nagging thought . . . (haiku)
Bleakness . . . (haiku)
Rough edges … (tanka)
Whirlwinds (tanka)
a red-bellied woodpecker (tanka)
burning anger
dream time . . . (haiku)
Chekov’s birch trees (haiku)
Winter nights (haiku)
September roses (a haiku)
ghosting myself . . . (tanka)
snow day
Prayer (a tanka)
Still the roses bloom…(a tanka)
Tanka No. 3: The sudden silence
Tanka No. 2: pale pink petals
Tanka No. 1: Lapis lazuli . . .
forgetfulness
Catching up!
Bitter wind
Sea glass (a tanka)
Little frog faces (tanka/kyoka)
These pandemic nights (a tanka)
Half-light (a tanka sequence)
A nice surprise!
Chokecherry
Sleepless
We turn away…(tanka)
Green . . . (Synesthesia in haiku)
Imagine my surprise … (tanka/kyoka)
The bite of winter wind . . . (haiku)
Peripheral vision … (two tanka)
Snow melt (haiku)
You turn a deaf ear . . . (3 Tanka)
Becoming my mother . . .
Bereft of birdsong . . . (a tanka)
Widowhood
All Tied Up
Two (winning) haiga
The voice I’d lost . . . (tanka)
Life
Love x 3 . . .
Cat’s tongue . . .
Lemon oil rubbed on old wood . . .
Unable to forget . . .
Dementia . . .
Three Tanka in Gusts
Three in Kokako 31
Chasing the night
Powerless (two senryu)
All we left unsaid . . .
Catching up!
Five years . . . and counting
Haiku Holiday turns 40
War memorial (a haiku)
Starlight on winter branches
Faulty footing . . . (two tanka)
that look . . . (haiku/senryu)
Train of thought . . .
unearthing beauty (rengay)
dreams lost in dreams . . . (three haiku)
Ice ferns . . . (tanka)
The old dog . . . (tanka)
Black feathers . . . (two tanka)
Indigo ink . . . (tanka)
Picking stars apart (two haiku)
Loneliness . . . (three tanka)
finding a way back . . . (four Senryu)
pale lichens on stone . . . (two haiga)
innocence . ..
No second guessing
Almost . . . (tanka)
Hospice window (a haiku)
Frayed feathers . . . (a haiku)
Each coloured heart (a tanka)
Silence . . . (a tanka)
Black swan . . . (haiku)
Rain patter . . .(3 tanka)
Changing Notes (a Tanka Sequence)
Billowing fog (a few haiku & tanka)
One frame at a time (tanka sequence)
My hand in yours . . . (two tanka)
Wild apple (some senryu)
Time to . . . catch up
NeverEnding Story, Part 2: a tanka
First time in “NeverEnding Story”
Unwanted touch …
Chopping carrots…
Worry beads (Honorable Mention)
With breath so soft . . . (tanka)
When you were six (tanka)
Only four . . . (two tanka)
As if on cue . . . (Senryu/Tankart)
Winter light…(haiku)
No looking back… (tanka)
Condor’s Wings … (haiku)
Snow angel . . . (haiku)
Child Mind
The faded notes … (two tanka)
Twisted in shame … (two tanka)
The ripple of rain … (tankart)
Sipping skinny lattés
Noon… (a haiga)
Chopsticks . . . (a haiga)
Wild horses (a haiga)
Notes from other lives… (two tanka)
Dreaming of blackbirds (3 haiku & a tanka)
Blueness of dusk . . .
Wild Strawberries (a responsive tanka sequence)
A tiny soul . . . (tanka)
All I have left
wisteria finds a new path . . . (three tanka)
forgotten voices . . . (two tanka)
Curtains billowing . . .
Cherry blossoms . . . (a haiku)
Flying against the wind
Your dark self . . .
New year moon . . .
Pooh sticks . . .
Speechless . . . (a tanka)
Paper and dolls…(tanka)
Winter static … (one line haiku)
Six in One
A child’s grave … (Tanka Art)
Moral Monday (a tanka)
Day’s End (a rengay)
Cerulean sky and other Senryu…
Cold snap! (haiga)
Battered boards … (haiga)
Even the butter … (two haiku)
Soaring alone (a haiga)
Looking inward (a haiga)
Zydeco dancing (a haiga)
Jack O’Lantern (haiga)
A satchel full of winter longing . . . (two tanka)
Copperhead sunning (a senryu)
A wash of deep blue . . . (haiku)
The pale twilight
Fear of dark water
Reckoning . . .
Spent blossoms . . . (honorable mention)
Arm in arm . . . (3 senryu/haiku)
The sudden way . . .

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