Pink clouds looking West;
Memories - Fair Isle - Sea pinks
March peace And Spring Lambs
WOB
We don't have the snowdrops reported from England and Germany but this afternoon I saw flowerpots through the snow!
Sure signs of Spring,
sigh,
WOB
Baby, its cold outside! But if the sheep have not been shorn then
Shearing Your Sheep is a must before lambing.
The Ettrick Shepherd doth speak.
On the other hand, the lion's teeth are not far away:
Meet me in April - WOB
Of course you have - we all have.
And rightly so - the secret is now out:
Takes one to know one,
Sincerely,
Wise Old Bird
Some felt that simply the page of 5 poems was enough:
https://rhapsodieswiseoldbird.blogspot.com/2026/02/6-more-weeks-of-haikuing-through-winter.html
And that these two pages didn't add anything:
https://rhapsodieswiseoldbird.blogspot.com/2026/02/june-20th-mainly-2025.html
https://rhapsodieswiseoldbird.blogspot.com/2026/02/rainbows-and-puffins.html
So having started the illustrations for fun, here are the last
three for you to enjoy, I hope.
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#3
Sea Pinks along the cliffs
Nesting with Puffins, Fulmars,
Nature Lovers smile.
#4
Sea pinks on the rock,
Fair Isle coast in salty wind,
Pink cushions hold fast.
#5
Sea pinks shimmering -
Dewy droplets lovers shed.
Fragile strength embrace.
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#3
Sea Pinks along the cliffs
Nesting with Puffins, Fulmars,
Nature Lovers smile.
#4
Sea pinks on the rock,
Fair Isle coast in salty wind,
Pink cushions hold fast.
#5
Sea pinks shimmering -
Dewy droplets lovers shed.
Fragile strength embrace.
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A comment. With 3 poems in this entry there is a reason to think of 2 cases: one - all 3 poems were written by WOB and then #1 and #2 must have been written by HAL which of course means:
HAL's name, according to Clarke, is derived from Heuristically programmed ALgorithmic computer.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HAL_9000
Or there are mixed authors for #1 and #2 and also for these last three poems. Take your pick and let me know your thoughts, please. What could be simpler? Well, not writing is also simple, sadly.
WOB
#1
Coastal windswept home,
Pink spheres on slender stems sway,
Salt air, sun-drenched life.
Coastal
Pink spheres on slender stems sway