A trick of the eye
Fluttering among the trees
Be they stars or sprites
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*I have a long road trip to finish prepping for, so I’m recycling a previously published (updated and edited) ‘ku and photo from 2008 off my now defunct blog, If Mom Says OK. My internet availability will be hit or miss for the next week, but I’ll be lurking and stalking, posting, when I can. Don’t talk smack about me while I’m gone, mkai?
Tired clapboard siding
Weary brick and mortar
Love, a home sustains
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Many miles to go
Adventures rescheduled, seems
I’ve mislaid my shoes
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Paradise downfall
Temptation woman’s ruin
Serpent fears linger
I’m beginning to believe that I am a snake magnet. Seems I can’t take a simple hike, or rake leaves without uncovering a slithering reptile. I’m not afraid of snakes. I find them fascinating, and have a keen respect for them. Doesn’t keep me from uttering a few scatological terms when finding one curled up in a pile of lawn debris. While on a photo hike a few years ago, I happened upon a cottonmouth… I ALMOST stepped on it. Lucky for me, it was a cool day in November, and the snake was moving very slowly.
When I posted a snap of the brown striped one I uncovered this week, the vehement fear some of my online friends felt toward snakes, particularly the women, surprised me. Probably shouldn’t have.
It made me ponder – as I am wont to do – was this phobia some lingering result of the fall in Paradise. If you give credence to the tale of Adam and Eve, and their temptation in Eden, could the residual fear that women have of snakes be leftover guilt. That we are afraid of falling to temptation again, of falling victim to a sideways talking deceiver, so stay as far away from such a creature as we can.
What does that say about women like me, who aren’t afraid? Whose curiosity brings us to the brink of danger? Are we immune to sweet talk? Or are we flirting with our immortality?
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Fine white sand, boundless
Stretching to the sea, yearning
Blue unknown, hopeful
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Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL
Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL
*Photo venue: Henderson Beach State Park, Destin, FL. When I photographed this single foot print in the sand, I thought it was interesting simply because it was pristine, and undisturbed. While downloading it, I noticed an odd effect. Depending on how I looked at it, the print would ‘change’ and instead of being a concave image, it would appear convex. Once I saw it as an embossed image, it was very difficult to get my eyes to adjust back to seeing it as it was. I had created an optical illusion. Can you see the image both ways? Do you see it as an ‘inny’ or ‘outie’?
