The prompt for Ronovan Writes Haiku, this week, was Trill&Final. Melissa’s response haiku, found in the midst of her post, Farewell to Winter, included the above photograph. Upon reading the haiku, Lizl wrote one in response and posted it on this blog. At that point, the responses transferred to The Aran Artisan page on Facebook and continued over the extended evening. The following is the result. Lizl’s haiku are in italics, and Melissa’s haiku are boldface.
A thought to ponder—
does a rainbow tickle earth
with coloured fingers?
Do earth’s trees caress
those rainbows with sweet branches,
in hopes they’ll linger?
Do rainbows fade and
trees weep when sundered by their
solar matriarch?
Do their gathered tears
create more showers, clearing
to make new rainbows?
Yes, their natural
instincts provide for endless
chances to beam bright.
And so do rainbows,
rain and sun combine to paint
skies with joyful light!
Then the patriarch
glints moonbows in the gloaming
while tree shadows dance!
Fireflies keep time…
Beneath tall mushrooms, Old Ones
play their flutes and sing.
Fairies flitter their
iridescent wings, a bid
to the jamboree.
Snails and butterflies
don saddles to gift the young
ground and airy rides.
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And so we ended. We hope that you’ve enjoyed our impromptu outpouring.
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