Twisted, hanging vine / the one she swung and clung to / cannot carry on.

Twoku:
The vine held tightly / all last summer as she swung / lays lifeless on lawn.

Threeku:
Twisted vine / last year’s screaming fun / swings no more.

Fourku:
Swinging vine / last summer’s pleasure / is grounded.

Fiveku:
The vine has fallen / that once carried my daughter / my unswung hero.

Sorry for the pun in the “Fiveku”…and to prove this vine is/was real, here’s a video of my daughter on it:

http://youtu.be/fSoAR-H0lzc

// haikumages // ©russ murray 

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“Haikumages” are short poems (mostly haiku and senryu-style) combined with images (mostly original photographs and graphics) by Russ Murray.

2 responses to “Twisted, hanging vine / the one she swung and clung to / cannot carry on.”

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    Angela

    I like threeku best – screaming fun implies so much! Thanks Haikook!

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    Angela

    I like Threeku best. Screaming fun implies so much! Thanks Haikook!

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