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...
translated by David G. Lanoue


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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