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A Traditional Linked 12 Verse Haiku The Beginning SPRING SEED Spring rain on dark soil— a quiet seed waking slow beneath morning light. FIRST GREEN Soft wind through the field, a pale shoot lifts from the earth— larks circle above. ROOT AND RAIN Roots drinking the rain, earth loosens its gentle hold— warm clouds drifting past. YOUTHFUL STEM Young stems sway lightly, storm winds bow them for a while— still they face the sun. EARLY SUMMER Bright meadow at noon, new leaves turning toward the light— bees wander the air. FULL BLOOM Petals opening, golden dust upon their hearts— summer humming loud. SEEDS BEGIN Late afternoon breeze, birds settle among tall stems— fields whisper softly. SEEDS DEPART Small seeds ride the wind, crossing hedges and open sky— future drifting wide. AUTUMN FIELD Cool mist on the ground, fading petals touch the soil— geese call overhead. FALLING QUIET Empty meadow paths, dry leaves gather by the gate— dusk deepens the lane. WINTER REST Bare branches in frost, silent earth holding its breath— long night over fields. HIDDEN SPRING Under frozen ground, a sleeping seed warms slowly— spring waiting to rise. The End By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 3:54 AM UTC
The Flower of Life
A Traditional Linked 12 Verse Haiku The Beginning SPRING SEED Spring rain on dark soil— a quiet seed waking slow beneath morning light. FIRST GREEN Soft wind through the field, a pale shoot lifts from the earth— larks circle above. ROOT AND RAIN Roots drinking the rain, earth loosens its gentle hold— warm clouds drifting past. YOUTHFUL STEM Young stems sway lightly, storm winds bow them for a while— still they face the sun. EARLY SUMMER Bright meadow at noon, new leaves turning toward the light— bees wander the air. FULL BLOOM Petals opening, golden dust upon their hearts— summer humming loud. SEEDS BEGIN Late afternoon breeze, birds settle among tall stems— fields whisper softly. SEEDS DEPART Small seeds ride the wind, crossing hedges and open sky— future drifting wide. AUTUMN FIELD Cool mist on the ground, fading petals touch the soil— geese call overhead. FALLING QUIET Empty meadow paths, dry leaves gather by the gate— dusk deepens the lane. WINTER REST Bare branches in frost, silent earth holding its breath— long night over fields. HIDDEN SPRING Under frozen ground, a sleeping seed warms slowly— spring waiting to rise. The End By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The Flower of Life follows my vision of the quiet journey of a seed through the seasons, reflecting the cycle of human life. In twelve linked haiku, growth, resilience, love, decline, and renewal unfold through nature’s imagery, reminding us that every ending gently prepares the soil for a new beginning.
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LongJohnPaulBaldry
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LongJohnPaulBaldry
71/M/Saltcoats - Scotland
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 3:54 AM UTC
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