The tulips bloom:
Fireworks
sputter out.
This isn’t a new photograph, but it is the one that pretty much marks the beginning of my love affair with photographing tulips. One of the things I most look forward to each spring is the appearance of the gorgeous tulips that grow so prolifically in the yards of Salt Lake Valley homes, parks and gardens. They are a reminder that we’ve reached the few months of reprieve from the cold. Along with the daffodils, hyacinths and crocus, they burst forth in a beautiful display of color, igniting the landscape all too briefly.
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Please leave your comments and feedback (the photo and the haiku; how did I do?).
I Shutter at the Thought! 
Not only my favorite flower, one of my FAVORITE photos of yours!! Love this!
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Thank you, Lauren.
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I like the photo; I like the brilliant yellow combined with the implication of 3 => 4. I like the spirit of the poem, but it’s not a haiku. Japanese poetry is all about form: strict forms which are followed effortlessly and naturally. Think tea ceremony or Zen garden: many rules mastered and harmonized until the ‘workings’ of the work are invisible, like a lens that you forget was present when the tulips were photographed. Traditional haiku has many rules, the most basic of which is the syllable count per line (5-7-5). Of course, a real purist would say that has to be the syllable count in Japanese (eye roll). Haiku masters (that I’ve read about) struggled their entire lifetimes with syllable counts … so you not get away so easy, grasshoppah! Whack with Zen stick for you! *WHACK*
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So we read different sources, eh? LOL I read that traditional Japanese haiku is not split over multiple lines at all, but must consist of 17 syllables. It is only the English forms of Haiku that follow the 5-7-5 rule, and then only when it suits the author.
Teach me you must. 🙂
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My apologies. I went back to the sources – as I must after so uncharitably judging your haiku – and discovered that my ‘rules’ are at least a hundred years out of date. Many new rules have been created and creatively broken since yours truly, Old Mountain Fart, was born. I still like your haiku. This stick will come in handy tending the fire when I burn my ancient scrolls to keep warm. |-)
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And I was so looking forward to sitting down in the dust together to mind-meld on this while creating a mandala of colored sand. Perhaps another topic will soon show itself.
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Beautiful photo and lovely haiku.
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Thank you, Robin. Thsnks, too, for stopping by my blog.
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