Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A display outside a "fairy house" at Tyabb Art and Craft Village, Mornington Peninsula
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haiku my heart friday #3
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Fairy fantasy
Remember young make believe
Wells of yesterday
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haiku my heart friday is hosted by Rebecca @ recuerda mi corazon
I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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6 comments:
Yesterday
dreams came easily.
Today? Ah…
Indeed, you did give your blog a makeover, Gemma! But there's still that not-so-underlying purple theme, which I really like!
may we always
drink
deeply
from those reservoirs
of
wonder.
perfect haiku, so glad to have you
here.
Love this...actually I have always been immature and never did grow up!
**blows kisses**Deb
Always Young at Heart!!!
I love this-and I do remember! I work with children and they also remind me every day. One of them said 'I can fly when I've got my wings on' as she watched a butterfly flutter past. Another had made a rocket out of cardboard tubes. When he had finished he looked at it glumly and said'but how am I going to get in?'
I was here yesterday and came back today to write something. I love Fairies. Even though I grew up a little boiy with baseball and football, racing cars and the like, I loved Tinkerbell and the images of the make believe.
I truly believe that is what keeps me going, make believe, beacuase after all is said and done, maybe life is just that and we'll wake up under the stars.
Your Haiku reminded me of another time and I liked it.
Peace.
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