Treasure Island

Michael Shepherd

(8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

Northern haiku


In the April wind, white cherry blossom;

On the ground, snowflakes.

Submitted: Friday, April 08, 2005

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  • Michael Shepherd (4/8/2005 12:57:00 PM)

    Kenneth, yes, an improvement.
    I got the idea from Lenchen's weather report today...
    Yes, the 'rule' of leaving it to the reader to link two independent statements does stimulate the visual imagination? (Report) Reply

  • kenneth william snow (4/8/2005 11:36:00 AM)

    Michael,
    A suggestion...if I may

    white cherry blossom
    rides on April winds
    snowflakes on the ground

    Either way there is a beautiful image portrayed. Great haiku!
    Kenneth (Report) Reply

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