Neglected Structures & Overgrown Places #11 — Rubble & Rubbish

Rubble 01

Rubble 02

I guess there’s a certain artistic quality about old rubble, junk, and weeds, once they’ve become established. They’ve sort of matured, like a craggy, weather-beaten face that tells a history.

Of course, other people’s junk is always going to seem more attractive than any of my own, which comes with the label “Overwhelming Job Needing Urgent Attention”.

Monday Morning #Haiku 35 — Fuchsia

Fuchsia in Rain

Walk between showers
No petals underfoot yet
Fuchsia sparkles

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Today, I’ve written a haiku without punctuation. This is less usual for me, but I’m mindful that in my recent poll a percentage of people expressed their preference for this type of haiku.

I agree it works better here, as the haiku is about a walk, with forward momentum and no lingering: the steady rhythm of footfalls on the pavement as the person catches the good weather between showers.

With regard to haiku that calls for punctuation, I think that my blogging friend Leigh W. Smith  sums it up well (to part-quote her here): “punctuation simply helps me to know where you, as an author, wanted the breath to be taken, a pregnant pause to be felt, a full stop to slow me down”.