Saturday, April 3, 2021

April - Poetry Month - Day Three - One Winter Walk


It's April. It's Poetry Month!

         Remember to check out the list of what everyone is doing at Susan Bruck's blog: Soul Blossom Living!
         
          Plus! Check each day for the added line to the Progressive Poem, created by Irene Latham, now hosted by Margaret Simon! The link is to the right!

           TIME TO CELEBRATE POETRY! 

My Plan: “I’m going to explore the aesthetic of wabi-sabi, sometimes described as one that is “imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete” in nature. I think walking out in nature this past year gave me the joy needed to keep going, so I’ve gathered photos taken since March 2020 for inspiration in composing haigas, sometimes other forms.”     




wind-driven

geese on ice –

no-fly day

        Linda Baie ©



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  1. Ice is the ultimate impermanent thing! I can't even imagine how cold must be! Thanks for this, Linda.

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    1. You're welcome & thank you, too! I remember that day & it was cold & blustery but I was determined to get out for a walk!

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  2. Geese on ice... ugh Poor things. I can feel the wind.

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    1. And they stayed while I wondered why they didn't huddle in a warmer shelter! Thanks, Julianne!

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  3. We've had several very windy, no-walk days lately, so I can commiserate with these geese! This is a terrific project, Linda!

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    1. This was "such" a day & as you read from the comment above, I was determined! And I bundled up a lot! Thanks, Catherine!

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  4. You are definitely a better woman than I am!!!! All I can think of is, "Brrr! Those poor birds!!! And poor you being out with them. I love the "No Fly Day!"

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    1. When I was there, I really did wonder why they stayed & didn't find more shelter. They may have been warmer than I thought? Thanks, Carol!

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  5. Love "no-fly-day"! We had some frozen lakes this winter and a similar scene. I always feel sorry for them, but I guess they are used to it, huh?

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  6. Brrr, I have 'goosebumps' just looking at this pic and reading your poem. I'm enjoying your project. :)

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