Travel ~~ Sensational Haiku Wednesday

we love to travel
by plane, bike, boat, car, and train
we're not Superman



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[The travel pictures are from our current trip.
Tonight we are staying in Copenhagen, Denmark.]

Hint here, click on the train picture and take a look into the window.

Sensational Haiku Wednesday is hosted by Jenn. Please click on the logo to the right for more info and more Haiku Wednesday participants.

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You could participate too. Just say, "Jim sent me." Like Nessa sent me.

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I'm still on holiday now. I will be back but not for a while.

Please leave some comments now and then while I'm gone. My computer will come with me and I'd like to hear from you.

I might even leave a little photo or poem or note here now and then like this one.

And I'll read your blogs some.

But probably I won't resume returning your comments after until I return.

One single impression: Ochre

Roussillon from eyes of a tourist

Roussillon*, Vaucluse, of France
Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur region
town very red lacks elegance
lovely quaint little place I've been

Houses of red the streets are too
show red ochre's dull resilience
high on hill ochre mine below
viewed from precious vineyard of France

Waiting for Godot** started here
Samuel Beckett's home for the war
tourists come but don't linger near
just a weird spot seen from their car

You can see it too—go
rent a car don't be slow

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Red ochre, Fe2O3, the anhydrate of yellow ochre (Fe2H2o), which turns red when heated, as this drives off the water ligands.

** Waiting for Godot was finished in 1949 and its first playing was in 1953. Beckett lived in Rousillon earlier during World War II.

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*Roussillon link 1, link 2.

Prompt word, Ochre, suggested by David Dickens at Nothing Hypothetical

Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Ochre" as prompt

One note here: Thank you for reading. I would love for you to leave a comment but I will not be able to return your comments until a later day as we are on holiday.

A hint as to where we will be can be seen on Jim's Little Blog come Tuesday.

Challenge ~~ Sensational Haiku Wednesday

he threw the gauntlet
to take up his challenge
could I eat a gallon

or could keep it lite
eighty calories per serving
slowly starve to death

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You could participate too. Just say, "Jim sent me." Like Nessa sent me.

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I'm going on holiday now. I will be back but not for a while.

Please leave some comments now and then while I'm gone. My computer will come with me and I'd like to hear from you.

I might even leave a little photo or poem or note here now and then.

And I'll read your blogs some.

But probably I won't resume returning your comments after until I return.

One Single Impression: Dawn

The Dawn

with dawn comes the dew
comes as lifeline for nature's
plants insects critters

when comes the sun dew
not consumed evaporates
come another dawn

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Prompt word, Dawn, suggested by Leo at I Rhyme Without Reason

Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Dawn" as prompt

Fathers ~~ Sensational Haiku Wednesday

father knows it best
all the ins outs and how-tos
'least he thinks he does

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My son, Tim, and granddaughter, Megan .......

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One Single Impression: Oubliette*

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Jailed man picture: Nicolas Fouquet and replica prison cell in the
Vaux-le-Vicomte cellar. (see below—click on picture to enlarge)
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Love's ending
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There once was a cute young couple in love
everywhere one went the other was found
one day the sky fell he sinned to above
sinned to her--sinned to God--now there's no bond

You I hate you can rot away in jail
crying big tears jail is too good for you
there is no way that I'm making your bail
it's written in my book of love we're through

You tread on marriage soil gift from our friend
adultery is against the law in France
I hope you will burn in the final end
vows are broken sacred for our romance

Unpardonable sin yours I declare
forgiveness will not be coming from here
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We visited the Fouquet's Castle during our Our 2009 European Holiday.  It is located about 60 km southeast of Paris, France.  Or about an hour's drive in light traffic. 
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Jailed man picture: Nicolas Fouquet replica prison cell in the Vaux-le-Vicomte cellar. Fouquet was replaced as Minister of Finance by his his cunning agent and successor Jean-Baptiste Colbert. "In early 1665 Fouquet was transferred to the fortress of Pignerol. There, Eustache Dauger, the man identified in contemporary official correspondence as the Man in the Iron Mask, served as Fouquet's manservant. The former minister bore his imprisonment with manly fortitude, and composed several mediocre translations in prison. The devotional works bearing his name are apocryphal.
According to official records, Fouquet died in Pignerol on March 23, 1680." Wikipedia Article for more.

.*Oubliette -- Pronunciation: \ˌü-blē-ˈet\ Function: noun Etymology: French, from Middle French, from oublier to forget, from Old French oblier, from Vulgar Latin *oblitare, frequentative of Latin oblivisci to forget — more at oblivion
Originally: (1819) a dungeon with an opening only at the top

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Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Oubliette" as prompt
Prompt word "Oubliette" was suggested by Rigel of My Dreams up Close

Quietly ~ Haiku Bones

Resident

dust noise busy path
lonesome lowly wildflower
quietly beside

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with the prompt word, quietly.

Eager ~ Acrostics Only (a Limerick)

Hunting Day

Early in the morning's cool mist
Awake coffee's kick and sweet crisp
Gingerly treads new mown hay
Eager barking dogs at bay
Ruckus to Heaven—his shot missed

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Acrostics Only Prompt 8: Acrostic Limerick - EAGER
(Limerick Form - a limerick is defined as “a light humorous, nonsensical, or bawdy verse of 5 anapestic lines usually with the rhyme scheme aabba”. Lines 1, 2, and 5 have 7 to 10 syllables and the last words rhyme. Lines 3 and 4 of Limericks have 5 to 7 syllables and the last words rhyme.)

One Single Impression: Icarus

The Meeting of Icarus and Amelia Earhart

Twas a somber yet happy occurrence
Icarus moldering in his watery grave
Amelia tending to this young man's wounds
Each had thoughts of the world as theirs to save

Icarus his escape simple but sure
flapping wings of wax soared high unquestioned
Amelia flew borne by her ego great
Each flying madly with care abandoned

Icarus at the Aegean Sea's bottom
she worlds away learned not through his mistake
he oblivious those eons before
Each alone grieving in cold watery fate

Alone is alone meeting cannot be
The world goes on heroism's not free

Top Picture: The Lament for Icarus
Courtesy of Wikipedia

Lower Right Picture: Amelia 1936
Courtesy of Wikipedia

Amelia Earhart Story
Courtesy of Wikipedia

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Prompt suggested by Titanium at Element 22

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One Single Impression: Love (# 1)

Mr. and Mrs. Jim's wedding picture
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They said to write a love poem

To my sweetest, my blossom true
wanting to write you a love poem
telling you how much I love you
fingers to keys sweet words to come

tell how you felt when first you saw her
I will try to write a love poem

When first we met my heart went wild
no tender little pitty-pat
but one long jolt you caused, my child,
a bolt from the blue hit my chest

how you knew it was her you loved
It came one day into my head

Listen to my arrow pierced heart
my life will never be the same
Dan Cupid hit me on the mark
that arrow had your name

tell now about being with her

My life is whole a life complete
I need you always by my side
dearer than chocolate you're so sweet
love you always will you're my pride

are you happy with what you wrote?

If I could only write a poem
if I had the sweet words I felt
if I could now put them to print
there would be a love poem for you

discarded thoughts that didn't fit?

Many thoughts I dropped one thing sure
I love you to Heaven above
you can do no wrong you're so pure
I can't live without you my love 

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Ooma mow mow
Prompt suggested by Melanie at Cassiopeia Rises

I love her

Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Love" as prompt 

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