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Boondall Wetlands Ginko

On Sunday, ten of us embraced our haiku spirit and the natural wonder of the Boondall Wetlands as we set off on our Autumn Ginko. The sky was endless blue and the wind had a crispness to it… as did the poems that were shared after our time spent walking / sitting / dreaming. There is such a warmth and sense of kinship amongst the group… a sense of togetherness and discovery that is truly inspiring.

I hope that feeling shines through in these poems and that they give you the same inner sparkle that I get each time I read them.

Thank you also to Cindy Keong for her always stunning photography… already looking forward to our winter walk at Slaughter Falls.

wetlands grasses clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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self-guided tour, making a note to learn how

(Chris Lynch)

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sunlit grass
my eye loses the way

(Roger Callen)

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on the shorebirds turf
a crab filters mud

(Andy Smerdon)

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pelican rising clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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to kill the mosquito
he slaps my face gently

(Matt Hetherington)

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some tree species show every bump of the cyclist

(Andrew Phillips)

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stingless bee
the old man
picks a flower

(Jonathan Hadwen)

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crow poet clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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after the poets leave the crow comes

(John Wainwright)

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daydreaming
further and further
off-track

(Cindy Keong)

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river mouth
my brother’s infected toe

(David Stavanger)

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Walking the Wetlands

Sunday was a glorious day for a ginko (haiku walk) and the Boondall Wetlands are a truly beautiful place to let yourself sink into a haiku headspace. I will be posting more about the ginko in the next few days, along with poems from the group, but for now, here’s a few poems composed while walking the wetlands.

river mud - clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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river mud
I look into
my future

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clouds pass
flashing the salt bush
back to red

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wetlands path - clk

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

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off the track
a new track
of trampled vines

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autumn wind
the kite I cannot see
whistles

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Autumn Ginko at Boondall Wetlands

Tomorrow, I will be will be trekking around the gorgeous Boondall Wetlands with ten other haiku enthusiasts on our autumn ginko.

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If the weather stays like it is today – early 20’s and endless blue – it is going to be beautiful to be near the water in a haiku state of mind. Here’s one that I have been rolling around in my head this morning…

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autumn light
promise we’ll see
each other again

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