fledgling song



singing

hope sings softly now
like a child’s voice before it
gathers confidence.

photo: Tom@HK

by howard

March 26th, 2007

Posted in haiku

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  • PJ

    I like this one a lot. I hadn’t even noticed the date on it until I opened the comment form. There are many of these haikus I’ve never seen, so I think it’s a great idea to bring older ones back to the front once in a while.

  • http://www.nonbreakingspace.com howard

    thanks, I think…

    I took to regurgitating older haiku entries especially because so many of them were originally posted somewhere other than here. While I hope my best haiku days are still ahead, I have an affinity for some of the older ones, too.

    Besides, bringing back the occasional oldie may just spare you the unfair choice between a stale page and a haiku that may not be fit for human consumption just yet ;)

  • http://www.extemporaneous.wordpress.com Heather

    I really like this one – and having children at just that age, where they are finding their voices and aren't always sure…I can relate.

    Wonder when hope will be strong and unafraid?

    H

  • http://www.extemporaneous.wordpress.com Heather

    I really like this one – and having children at just that age, where they are finding their voices and aren’t always sure…I can relate.

    Wonder when hope will be strong and unafraid?

    H

  • http://www.nonbreakingspace.com howard

    I’ve always loved the image, Heather. I think I relate to it because of some of the difficulties I’ve had with dyslexia, especially in my early years when I was struggling to learn to read.

    I guess it’s just another recitation of the Little Engine that Could, but this is the image that works best for me :)

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