Written for Rebecca's Haiku My Heart..
A Joyous Gift
Butterfly
sits on my shoulder;
rose wonders
Rose wonders
and I just let it;
wings flutter
Wings flutter;
ah, my eyes follow
happiness
Happiness;
my thoughts quietly form
a rainbow
A rainbow;
joyous gift of a
butterfly
Butterfly
sits on my shoulder;
rose wonders..
RS:)
Lovely symmetry to these.
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful progression of beauty in words and imagery!! This is a wonderful way to start my day! Cathy
ReplyDeletei will look for butterflies today Ramesh... thanks for these wonderful haiku again!
ReplyDelete'Butterflies are free' lovely cascading haiku ~ rich with nature ~~ thanks, namaste, ^_^
ReplyDeleteKeep that rose wondering! Delightful!
ReplyDeleteToo Early for Crows
one full circle of beauty with your creative inspired mind!
ReplyDeletereads like a beautiful song.....thank you for sharing with us:)
ReplyDeleteRamesh, I always love coming by and reading your cascading haiku. This one was particularly beautiful and playful :)
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful is your butterfly play today !!!
ReplyDeleteThanks you for your joy !
A beautiful gift to the incredible Rebecca!
ReplyDeleteA single butterfly can bring you so many thoughts, huh? ;) Good to know RS, and a wonderful cascade.
ReplyDeleteAaaaah wonderful! This is such a great gift... and it's endless... reading it all over again and again hehe :)
ReplyDeleteHave a beautiful weekend.
Always very touching Haiku here. Is this a "round", as it returns to itself. I like it a lot.
ReplyDeletePeace
Delightful, playful rhythmic cycle of haikus that catch the breath. I especially like 'rose wonders.'
ReplyDeletewonderful work, the perfect words for summer here...
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely exquisite. I see the syllables are 3-5-3. Is this a different form of haiku? If so, what is it called. Regardless, I feel such great peace reading this.
ReplyDeleteThis must be the place.
ReplyDeleteThe linking structure is interesting, and I think you have largely accomplished what you set out to do. Haiku doesn't usually resort to personification and otherwise figurative language as often as you do here. Happiness is not actually something your eyes can follow, is it? Rather, your eyes see something – a person, a place a thing, etc. – and that makes you happy. And how would I know that a rose is wondering, even if I believe a rose can wonder? But these comments have, I think, little to do with your intention, and, as I've said, I think you have carried out your intention.