the new-born arrives
wrapped in stormy clouds and waves
a precious life
the new-born arrives
with wrinkles and eyes shut tight
an ancient soul
wrapped in stormy clouds and waves
long-awaited cry
stirs a mother’s love
a precious life
the first part of their journey
together
Kim M. Russell, 17th January 2020
My response to Carpe Diem #1799 New Beginnings: a huge wave (Crossroads feature)
Today we have two haiku written by Jane Reichhold, from which to create a ‘fusion-ku’ and then, from that ‘fusion-ku’ a troiku:
a huge wave
thundering across the beach
my birthday
sky-clad
the new-born comes wrapped
in previous lives
Jane Reichhold (taken from her online Saijik, A Dictionary Of Haiku, section ‘New Year’)
Nicely don Kim, your fusion and an interesting Troika story told. Thanks for dropping by my blog
much love…
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Thank you, Gillena! Have a great weekend!
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Beautiful! And rich.
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Thank you so much, Angela!
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Everyone always remarked on how aware of everything my son seemed even from the first moments of his birth. He’s something of an old soul. Beautifully written poem.
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Thank you so much, Cara. We usually know when we meet an old soul.
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Fusion and troiku beautifully done.
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Thank you so much, Janice.
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