Haiku. Auf Deutsch. Or in English.
and another two exhuberant haiku ... the second one really made me smile... we all seem to leave something behind in France
I saw these at Shiki yesterday Ralf. Very good read!
I can lend one, if she is a poet :)& I think in France the pencil will write itself! :))btw, Ralf I asked your daughter's name -- you didn't tell me there :)wishes, devika
SUPI GELUNGEN! lieben Gruß Rachel
Was so busy reading the Shiki I forgot to comment here. I particularly like the idea of catching the fog with a butterfly net...
Thank you everybody. Your comments make my day.@ Devika: Our daughter's name is Lara. Sorry I didn't tell before - I thought, I don't have to 'cause she is not visible in the haiga.Best wishesRalf
Edit note: Too fast is too bad. I changed "France" into "Paris". I apologize for that.Best wishesRalf
Okay Ralf :)I thought it was your daughter in that picture! anyway...nice to know :)wishes, devika
Ralf,__Oooo... like'em both! But -catching the fog with a butterfly net- such a grand illustration of the impossible... that we all know IS possible when we dream it to be! _m
Oh! I love both of these. I find my pencil gets lost in many wonderful places. Also...the butterfly net...that is SO me. I just keep reaching and trying. Absolutely lovely words. :)
excellent pair here Ralf
Thank you very much everybody.Best wishesRalf
Thanks a lot, Gautami.Best wishesRalf
This is just something, I also believe, happening in France
Love is all around us, Tikkis!Best wishesRalf
Sorry I haven't visited your blog in a while. I'm enjoying reading through what I've missed. These two are beautiful. Innocent and wise at the same time.