This is another haiku I wrote while on the Offa’s Dyke National Trail in Wales (see here for last week’s offering). Our first day on the trail was a nearly relentless rainstorm. This bull didn’t move a muscle except to watch as these two dripping wet Americans sloshed by him. After that day we reasoned there was nowhere to go but up weather-wise. We were sort-of right…Happy Friday! Photograph, composition, and haiku by me.
Love how the wild onions approve of your journey. The bull? Not sure you’ve got his approval. But then, he’s on the other side of the fence, so let him think what he will.
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Thank you, Jilanne! Yeah, the bull was not impressed. His lady friends were resting in the field behind him and he was not going to brook any nonsense from us! Was very glad of the barbed wire fence 🙂
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Photo and poem perfect together. What a lot to think about and enjoy here, the two really have an atmosphere to them…
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Thank you, Claudia! These woods were absolutely amazing – my first time spending any quality time in the English countryside. They did have such a unique atmosphere, especially for us two SoCal natives, raised on desert vistas!
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Love this photo and haiku! With the beautiful tonal qualities in your photo and great composition, you have really captured the atmosphere and feel of your lovely haiku! Wonderful! Thank you. 🙂
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Thank you, Janette! I tried to write a little during breaks from hiking and managed to write these haikus – I’d had ambitions for something more extensive but upon returning home, I realized these short poems had really captured it!
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