Haiku My Heart: Hiding in the Grasses




summer's arrival 
tender grasses, soft breezes  
red wolves in hiding



This week's Haiku My Heart offerings
can be found at Rebecca's place.



Comments

Leslie said…
"red wolves in hiding"

this begins so sweetly, and ends with a little dark, mysterious twist. are the red wolves something to be feared? something that threatens to mar summer's soft and tender beauty? or are they in hiding, literally, from some danger to themselves? personally, i vote for the first meaning... and hope to enjoy the "tender grasses" and "soft breezes" every chance i get, before the wolves strike...
June 24, 2011 at 10:30 AM
Anonymous said…
you blow me away.
smiles.
June 24, 2011 at 12:29 PM
Anonymous said…
Jingle appreciates your support to our poetry potluck.
Our week 41 Theme is: Saints, Monks, and Meditations,
Yet, old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome… ;)
Always, your poetry is sunshine to us!
Looking forward to seeing U on Sunday, 8pm or later.
Stay Blessed,
Love and hugs.
xoxox
June 24, 2011 at 12:29 PM
Noelle Clearwater said…
It is a beautiful, pastoral image. I kept looking for the red wolves in hiding, a bit like those puzzles children get where they are up in the trees somewhere and you have to find them but none came jumping out at me. Still, I like the twisty ending. It is very cool and leaves one guessing.
xo,
Noelle
June 24, 2011 at 2:47 PM
Snap said…
Beautiful! I see little faces in the image, but they aren't wolf like ... more elven, fairy like! (No, I haven't a drink!) Well done!
June 24, 2011 at 4:50 PM
Spadoman said…
What a fantastic photo. The ghostly images look like Wendy, Caspers friend, you know, the friendly witch. Red foxes? Wise, crafty. Hiding in the tall grass. Ready to steal your food. You are a gem amongst stones Meri.

Peace to you
June 24, 2011 at 4:52 PM
Kim, USA said…
Wow I like your photo. Thanks for sharing and the visit too!

Weekend Reflection
June 24, 2011 at 5:00 PM
Anonymous said…
are the red wolves perhaps the fires of summer?

love the intrigue!
June 24, 2011 at 5:43 PM
Magical Mystical Teacher said…
I will watch my step, what with those red wolves on the prowl!
June 24, 2011 at 6:45 PM
Rachel said…
Those red wolves are hiding well, I looked for them and could not find them.
June 24, 2011 at 8:56 PM
Dawn Elliott said…
You have a way with your words that leads me into a state of imagination...and a wonderful talent, it is!

I love your haiku comment on my haiku post!!!
June 24, 2011 at 9:10 PM
will said…
What exactly is a "summer's arrival"?
June 24, 2011 at 9:17 PM
foxysue said…
This is a lovely in-depth image and words to match with an air of mystery, suits me down-to-the-ground!

Have a lovely weekend

Sue x
June 24, 2011 at 11:52 PM
Marit said…
A lovely photo and an intriguing haiku... you have me thinking (and a lot of others too, see former comments!) I like that! Enjoy your weekend!
June 25, 2011 at 12:24 AM
Ramesh Sood said…
Absolutely delightful.. great haiku..Yes, one year is being celebrated.. with more Haikus.. indeed..
June 25, 2011 at 1:40 AM
tami said…
this photo is amazing - and red wolved in hiding piqued my interest : )
June 25, 2011 at 6:12 AM
gma said…
Green is such a calming color...are the red wolves coming out in Autumn?
June 25, 2011 at 8:53 AM
Kim Mailhot said…
I hope the red wolves have important messages for you when they show themselves...
Beautiful offering today.
Happy Summer, Talented One.
June 25, 2011 at 2:14 PM
Fran aka Redondowriter said…
How delightful. I keep looking for those red wolves.
June 26, 2011 at 6:46 PM
rebecca said…
i love the mystery of you.

it is a crazy hot summer...our weekend was teaming with the laughter of stephanie and greg over many a delicious meal and stories shared.

now i am playing catch up with haiku...not to mention the allure of plaster.

red foxes indeed!
June 28, 2011 at 3:19 PM
Short Poems said…
THIS is awesome! I soooo love your beautiful blog :)
October 31, 2011 at 11:51 AM
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