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haiku 7

the Big Dipper catches falling stars-- crickets sing

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 6/7/2013 7:23:00 AM
Heather, it is the word mingling, according to the dictionary the syllable count is min-gling and I checked different syllable counters and the syllable count is 2, so just fix that line and all is good, constance
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Date: 3/31/2013 3:46:00 PM
love this clever haiku, Heather. Congrats on your wins too : )
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Date: 3/29/2013 4:36:00 PM
This is very besutiful..I love sleeping under the stars in summer on our small boat..If i could hear the cricket sound it would be nicer..Maybe camping B-)Going to my favs
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Date: 3/29/2013 2:56:00 AM
Heather this is great, Happy Easter...David
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Date: 3/28/2013 11:10:00 PM
what a gorgeous image!! makes me think of summer nights.
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Date: 3/28/2013 10:57:00 AM
The combinations of sights and sounds in this wonderful haiku make for a real pleasant and relaxing picture. It brings memories of sleeping under the stars in the summer; I can hardly wait till it is warm enough at night!
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Date: 3/28/2013 7:44:00 AM
Breathtaking picture.
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Date: 3/28/2013 6:51:00 AM
Lovely picture you've captured. I spent many nights alone looking up at the sky when I was a teenager...because I was too drunk to stand...and too Irish to pass out...ha.
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Date: 3/27/2013 9:16:00 PM
Hey Heather. Night time and crickets and little haikus that pack a wallop. I think this is my favorite one of the night. I love it when people write about crickets, it makes me feel good. You did it well here.
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Date: 3/27/2013 3:51:00 PM
Very nice, and in keeping with Japanese references to nature or the seasons. I'm doing a bit of reading about Beat, modernist and avant-garde haiku. The conventions apparently no longer matter, however lovely they may be. Jack
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