“28 Days of Unreason, Day 29…”
– Jilly & Co.
Frog and hare on edge,
Foxtail sways, old pond’s shadows –
Jump or not to jump?
Tortoise shows to nose the hare
Frog legs leap, avoids the soup
Frog bumps hare in Spring
Hare bounds into the tall grass
Startles bedded dear
Impertinent deer, “Oh dear!”
Fall wisdom nixed Spring fancy
Zen Master lovers
Fold paper cranes with Basho –
Order and Chaos
Learn, then break the rules, says he
Radicalizing the form
Winter eyes the cranes
They Spring into Summer flight
Faux birds take the Fall
Into old pond’s dusk waters,
Hibernation stills the beat
Fox spits paper bones,
Frogs croaking frozen dinner –
Lovers Leap gone cold
Sandhill cranes take up the call
Mates for life, return to pond
Deer at edge of pond
Drinks dusk water as sun sets
Tall grass splits, hare springs
Sunlight catches water’s edge,
Laughter leaps in Basho’s eyes.
Authors & Madpersons: Jilly/Charlie/Madaket/Qbit
Ok, just to clarify, the next part is a couplet with 7 syl each; correct? I think of it as Tanka the Haiku.
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Yes. Exactly. Tag, you’re it.
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I’ve got it! Give me a few…
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back to you now.
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“tortoise shows to nose the hare
frog legs leap, avoids the soup”
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Ahahaha! Great. OK, now need Charley or Madaket.
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I’ll take the haiku part! If it isn’t spoken for….
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All you.
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Frog bumps hare in Spring
Hare bounds into the tall grass
Startles bedded dear
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Way! Chain reaction!
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Traffic report to follow.
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Reading this over multiple times. Perfect. Well, Regna *are* supposed to be love poems, LOL!
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We’ll have to see what happens with the deer and the hare, I guess.
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Mutant Teenage Ninja Haiku.
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Impertinent deer, “Oh dear!”
Fall wisdom nixed Spring fancy
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Absolutely brilliant!
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Thanks! 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Hi… Jill told me I’m being derelict in my… duty or manners… or both. Tag! You’re it!
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Zen Master’s lover
Folds paper cranes with Basho –
Order and chaos
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Wait, this is better!
Zen Master lovers
Fold paper cranes with Basho —
Order and Chaols
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*Chaos
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*Cough* Nudge. TAG!
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Man, you guys are on a roll. I love where all this is going. 🙂
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It took me a bit to find the word that you used and that damned thread (Forest Stills) but here are the next lines after your ‘Order and chaos’:
Learn, then break the rules, says he
Radicalizing the form
(Also, you might enjoy reading the comments in that old thread – you will ‘see’ a bit more in it this time around.) 😉
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Oh my. Yes. Well now we’re in trouble.
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Oh? With whom?
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Hahahaha!
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Maniacal. (Dang, I opened that door; no closing it now!)
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winter eyes the cranes
they spring into summer flight
faux birds take the fall
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Faux birds!
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Paper makes not a bird!
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Hmm. Papyrus maybe? Some kind of reed? Mr. Parker?
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Lost ME on this one.
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Charlie Bird Park
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Well, I’m slow. I was trying to connect to the paper.
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Put the paper tight between your thumbs and blow. Like a reed. (I’m making this all up after the fact.)
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Shouldn’t that be ‘Put your lips together and blow’ ?
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You now want to add raspberries to our exploding Haiku?
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Oh, don’t make me roll my eyes at you!
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Or Trumpet swans.
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Davis or Baker?
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OK, sure, that’s a lot of *hops* to connect the dots…
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I’d say that was a quantum leap!
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Like a cat on a hot uncertain roof.
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Mr. Parker?
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Not sure I capitalized it the way you want when I moved it to the post. Let me know how to revise.
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Okie dokie!
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Winter eyes? Or winterize?
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Do cranes winterize in Portofino?
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Either way.
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Drowning in a sea of punsters!
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Sorry!
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Into old pond’s dusk waters,
Hibernation stills the beat
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(This thread is dizzying!) Nice job of returning to ‘old pond’ with your lines. I fear there is much insanity in this Renga.
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Thanks. Someone had to return us to the pond! ;0
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Fox spits paper bones,
Frogs croaking frozen dinner –
Lovers Leap gone cold
OK folks — we’ve got three stanzas left to “land” this Renga, Good luck with that, LOL!
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Attempting to bring all the pond’s children home for the ending. I love this last Haiku with the fox spitting paper bones HA!
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Yes, everything coming home to roost!
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Or roast…
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Careful! Once you assume the role of the sane one, it sticks. 😉
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LOL! LOL! LOL!
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I am so, so glad you joined in! Your writing is top shelf.
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Thank you so much! I had great fun!
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I love winter eyes!
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Ignore my previous reply. This timeline thing eludes me. Thank you! I really like old pond’s dusk waters… we have that out our back door; it is real to me.
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Agreed. The timeline is strange. Glad you like it. The writing with multiple people is fairly new to me!
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Your turn! I hope you have been enjoying this collaboration. You really are good at this!
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Thanks! This has really been great fun!
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I’m glad!
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The most I have ever done is a collaboration with one other poet, so this is new here, too. It’s a riot!
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Thank you!
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(Thought I’d make certain we covered that seasonal thing….)
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You missed Spring
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Lovers Leap gone cold
Sandhil cranes take up the call
mates for life, return to pond
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*Sandhill
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Mates for life is the best!
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I thought it was appropriate for several reasons. The birds are rare except in small pockets, like poets. (They are common here in Orlando). They are the antithesis of paper cranes and I liked the idea of them coming into the Renga after Charley extinguished the paper ones. And, of course, for more obvious reasons. 😉
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Agreed. And the whole thing came out beautifully. Pretty much what the 29th day of Unreason would have in store.
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Yes, and I appreciate that being pulled in here. The 28 Days were a rush and I’ll likely do it again next year.
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We are winding down and I love this form! Just uncorked my favorite Pinot Noir and cranked Adderly & Davis doing Autumn Leaves. You are wonderful to work with, all! Life is good 🙂
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Deer at edge of pond
Drinks dusk water as sun sets
Tall grass splits, hare springs
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Love the serene return.
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Not to mention the split hare.
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Split sides!
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🙂
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And hare lip
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Need to shave…
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Seven days of puns makes one weak.
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Can’t believe you said that…
Yes I can.
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🙂
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Sunlight catches water’s edge
Laughter leaps in Basho’s eyes.
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Wooo Wooo!! We did it! Came out great!
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Right in Basho’s eyes! Awesome!
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Write-in Basho’s eyes you mean!
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Well, yeah… that too!
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😉
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Back to Basho! Bam!!!
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Always back to Basho!!!
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Best lines for this reader: “Jump or not to jump?” (I’d like to go back and focus on that.) “Nixed Spring fancy” – evocative and clever. “Radicalize the form’ because it’s been a source of conversation, both real and virtual. “Winter eyes” gets my nod for best pun. “Fox spits paper bones” just for the imagery of it! “Leap” in the last line, bringing us full circle.
We ROCK!
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Agreed with all of that. Although particular to “frog bumps hare”. That really tore the door off the hinges in a great way.
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Always back to Basho! He would be proud. Or not.
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I think he’d be laughing his ass off.
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I thought about frog musses hare…
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Hahaha. But “bumps” was way better.
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I suppose.
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Frogs don’t have hair! LOL!
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Hair of the frog that bit you? What?
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Nor do they have teeth! Sending y’all back to Biology. 🙂
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Lol! OK, g’night all!
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Don’t overthink the puns.
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I liked “old pond’s dusk waters,
Hibernation stills the beat”
It set me up for a nice haiku later on….
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Madaket… get in on this!
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