Artwork by myself.
When I became a grandfather some years ago, I made this artwork. Tropical things, when blown up, become almost abstract, and that was what interested me.
Any haiku, senryu contribution for this artwork?
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I will be out of town for a few days, off to Tokyo.
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the fluffly feather
of father
in windy weather
Oops, I didn't mean to write "summer" twice. So, I'm writing another one.
bird chatter . . .
the color of spring
in full bloom
new life
one more color
to my palette
first grandchild . . .
the island rhythm
of my lullaby
.
hung jury–
the government of parrots
discuss cuttlefish
Alan Summers
tropical life
color shape to color sound
born and reborn
through the color of macaws clay licks
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