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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

I Quote, You 'Ku - Day 2

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

~Juliet in Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 2, Shakespeare 

Your challenge is to write a haiku or tanka (or choose one of your previously published works) that has a connection with the themes/feelings/images of the above quote, without just restating what has appeared in the text, to create a haibun. Play around with it and see what you come up with. Enjoy!

Click here for the first post on how I Quote, You 'Ku works. Every poet who posts a poem this month will be entered into the draw to win a copy of A New Resonance 8.
 

51 comments:

  1. Busting a flower
    Isn't really romantic.
    The blood is icky.

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  2. Sun and dew
    may yet work
    a miracle.

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  3. the flame
    of your breath
    as you cup my face . . .
    in the last hours before dawn
    the high tide of hushed words

    (Wrote this on Tanka Poets on Site on FB, but this is still how I feel today with this tanka and plus it works so well with your prompt too! Oh, Romeo, Romeo...)

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  4. passing clouds . . .
    i fall in
    and out of love

    Jayashree Maniyil

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    1. Lovely! With a light touch...

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    2. :-) Thanks Sanjuktaa!

      Jayashree

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    1. Thank you JuneMT!

      Jayashree

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  6. hundred dollar valentine
    half price
    come march

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  7. Thanks to all for coming back for a second day. Great poetry so far! :-)

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  8. Since our last meeting
    Her bump has grown so large
    My first thought
    Who plants the wild flowers
    That bloom in the fields?

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    1. Thanks for joining in, Violette. :-)
      I've put your name in the book draw!

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  9. plucking a petal
    from a budding rose . . .
    I cannot help
    wanting him more
    too early

    *Guess what? This is my very first time to open my blogger account again. You made me start my blog. Now you've pulled me back in circulation. Maybe I can start writing again even if it hurts.
    This is for Giovanni ;-)

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    1. Bless you, Chrissi! Great to have you here joining in, my birthday sister (remember we are both July 31st). And a beauty of a tanka, too! (((hugs)))
      Will put your name in the book draw. :-)

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    2. Happy you are joining us, Chrissi!

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    3. Oh, yes! How can I forget, Kirsten! :-) Thanks for the warm welcome. ((((hugs)))

      Thank you, Terri. I'm glad you noticed that I'm here. Hopefully, I'll be here till the end of the month. ;-)

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  10. loves me, loves me not –
    whisper of the railway
    tracks

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    1. But i love this, Stella!

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    2. Love this one, Stella! Inspired!

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  12. rose bud explodes
    my heart fills with love
    this summer day
    our love
    a perfect bloom

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  13. So nice to see how many variations of haiku and tanka can come from one thought

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    1. Yes, I'm so pleased that this is working out, Renne. An idea I've had for almost a year has come to beautiful fruition. Thank you for being a part of making it happen!

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  14. July 2: bud

    our budding love
    hidden behind a hedge
    announced by a nesting thrush

    Gary Blankenship

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  15. after all these years,
    what if he doesn't remember,
    what if...?
    in and out of moonlight
    a dangling leaf

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  16. 2

    unfulfiled promise
    spring flowers wither quickly
    the rose is blood red

    j.Ahern

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  17. This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
    May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

    tell me again
    that you miss me
    pink camelia

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  18. amid the roses
    wild violets
    jockey for position

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  19. little hands...

    peeling camellia buds

    into confetti

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    1. Thanks for joining in, Lolly. :-)
      I've put your name in for the book draw at the end of the month!

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  20. Great to see you all enjoying each others haiku and tanka, folks!

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    1. Much fun and inspiration. Thank you, Kirsten, for the project and invitation to participate.

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    2. Glad you're enjoying it, June! :-)

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  21. empty nest
    enough strawberries
    picked for a pie

    my nest isnt empty yet. Friends were talking about their empty nests. Thanks, Kirsten! Wont post every day. Happy happy Birthday month!!

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    1. Thanks, Dawn! Just drop by when you can. :-)

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  22. rugosa moon
    an imagined kiss
    from her secret lover

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  23. Summer’s ripening
    lures these exsiccated husks
    into fertile dreams.

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  24. around the vase
    petals and pollen
    growing old together

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  25. around the vase
    petals and pollen
    growing old together

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  26. Posting a 'ku from Neal Whitman, who had trouble posting:

    rising from bed
    attar of roses
    elopement

    Thanks for your contribution, Neal. Have also put your name down for the book draw at the end of the month! :-)

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  27. A haiku from Elizabeth- Ann Winkler:

    alone, she kneels
    and turns the garden soil
    her seed pack unopened

    Sorry you've had problems posting! But thanks for sending me this so you could join in anyway. :-)
    I've put your name in the book draw.

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  28. This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
    May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

    ~Juliet in Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 2, Shakespeare

    autumn night
    deeply, she inhales the scent
    of rosehips steeping

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  29. In your cosmic love
    I search the
    Cause of the creation
    And wish
    I could discover
    Adam and Eve.

    From my collection: Songs of Love – A Celebration

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  30. In your cosmic love
    I search the
    Cause of the creation
    And wish
    I could discover
    Adam and Eve.

    From my collection: Songs of Love – A Celebration

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