Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

Hawthorn Haiku

hawthornhaiku

the sun behind the
swaying hawthorn tree contrives
transparent leafglow

its shadow on the
wall conducts an orchestra
of soft woodwind boughs

this gardentone now
lulls the thorns of consciousness
to drowsy placid peace

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42 thoughts on “Hawthorn Haiku

  1. Congratulations on the 2013 Nomination for Best Performance by a Blogger

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    • Mr Person you do me great honor with your interpretation of this work and the resultant nomination for Best Performance for a Blogger. I thank you sincerely. Please excuse this tardy acknowledgement. You sir have made my day!

  3. hi mike you write some real good and power full stuff my friend keep up the good work

  4. pi314chron on said:

    Mike, I applaud you for your glassy smooth handling of the 5-7-5 “form” in your three-linked haiku. Very impressive. Also, I must thank you for choosing to follow my “Randa Lane…” haiku blog. Very much appreciated.

    http://randalane.wordpress.com

    I look forward to reading more of your poetry! ** :) **

    Best Success,

    -R-

  5. It took about 4 lines for your voice to take over and reinvent the words, classically done Mike, and very lovely.

  6. Don’t know how I missed this one. It’s a beautiful piece of writing, lovely picture painting. And I agree, you have the voice to recite it.

  7. First of all, love the imagery that you weave with your beautiful words. Secondly, you sound like Sean Connery to me! What a nice voice!

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  10. Amazing imagery and the recording was wonderfully different. I loved it! Thanks for posting.

  11. Good old imagery…. gets me every time!! Thanks for posting.

  12. Wow. I thought I was listening to T.S Eliot for a second there…the trio is magical. Kudos.

    • I assume Chrissy you’re referring to my neighbor Tom Sebastian Eliot, our local football hero ’cause he’s got a voice like a foghorn in a funnel. Thank you for this magical scattering of sparkling pixie-dust on my efforts.

  13. Harmony and eloquence. Blissful.

  14. I like the words, but it was more real as your voice gave them
    a breath a life…
    Thank you for sharing…
    Take Care..
    )0(
    maryrose

    • This is my first EVER online reading maryrose so your feedback will help settle my nerves for the next one (sometime in 2016…perhaps…). Your additional exhalation on my little puff piece is greatly appreciated. Many thanks.

  15. Sublime piece of writing Mike, and your wonderful accent wrapped it up with a poetic little bow. xo

    • Benevolent Phoebe – this is endorsement indeed. What you heard was actually the therapeutic effect of Jameson Irish whiskey massaging the larynx.

  16. Wonderful scene and reading no doubt. :)

  17. Wonderful! And that second stanza is absolute perfection…also, what a delight to have a reading to accompany it (lovely to hear what your voice sounds like).

    • Thank you sage and generous patron of my fugitive fragments. With the spoken word I’m only following in the footsteps of an existing poet-pioneer that I have been enjoying aurally.

  18. Can connect so well to this. Amazing. superb

  19. Beautiful reading, photo and sublime words to further this compelling trio…

  20. “its shadow on the
    wall conducts an orchestra
    of soft woodwind boughs”

    Bravo! Excellent piece and this stanza brings it all together. Great work my friend …huggs

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