Carpe Diem Special and a Note – Kikôbun – April 23, 2016

A late afternoon memory of when I was a child;  whilst playing with my best friend, we each plucked a flower and sucked the clear liquid that dripped from it.  We giggled enjoying the marvellous gift of the honeysuckle, pretending to be bees.

honeysuckle
even now this sweet nectar
brightens my evening

© G.s.k. ‘16

 

Carpe Diem Special #207 Sara McNulty’s third “taste of nature”

Taste Of Nature

A child in summer, carrying a tin pail, runs down a dirt hill where blackberries, fat and ripe, cluster together ready for picking. She places some in the pail, some on her tongue, where warm juices burst, and stain her mouth purple. Bzz! Bzz! Ouch! A jealous bee stings her on the leg.

taste of nature–
sweet blackberry bushes
sing to child and bees

© Sara McNulty

photo and haiku © Chèvrefeuille

(I’ve been off-line for most of the week because I’ve succumbed to intestinal influenza.  There are some days which are a little better than others, but it remains difficult to sit at the keyboard with cramps, which distracts me from  writing.  I hope to be completely recovered soon … Bastet)