Digging

 

Each moment savoured

each crumbling of every clod

preparing the ground

 

by Scooj

 

Yesterday’s haiku from which the first line is taken:

 

Escaping their homes

to see a world through new eyes

each moment savoured.

 

Perhaps you’d like to join in.

Circular tag

 

Escaping their homes

to see a world through new eyes

each moment savoured.

 

by Scooj

I thought I’d try something new… it might go nowhere. Every day I will take the last line of the previous day’s haiku as the first line of a new one. I’m sure it is far from an original idea, but I thought I’d give it a try.

This takes me back to my student days when a friend of mine, Jasper and I would spend our time in boring university lectures writing one line of a poem alternately for the entire lecture, and then continue the next day. I recall that occasionally we’d hit on something really good, but mostly it was puerile nonsense.

yesterday’s haiku was:

 

Gloom, it’s in the air

forlorn folk ‘exercising’

escaping their homes