I composed yesterday’s haiku on an afternoon walk but failed to post it.
Here goes…
Haiku 18
peahen in the road
she squawks, the dog’s hackles rise
time to turn around
— Liz Garton Scanlon
04/18/2009
I composed yesterday’s haiku on an afternoon walk but failed to post it.
Here goes…
Haiku 18
peahen in the road
she squawks, the dog’s hackles rise
time to turn around
— Liz Garton Scanlon
04/18/2009
I can see that scene playing out in front of me. 😉
It was pretty funny…
I love your haiku
And your correct use of Peahen as opposed to Peacock. Kenny and I were just talking about the collective peafowl the other day. I kid you not. It’s what keeps a marriage saucy.
Bern
Re: I love your haiku
Oh, yes, the sexy peafowl discussion…
Tanita Says 🙂
And peahens always sound like they’re screaming “Help!” anyway… definitely time to turn around!
Re: Tanita Says 🙂
I know, totally!!!
When I was a kid at our cottage in Wisconsin, there were some peacocks on the other side of the lake and I truly thought someone was drowning one night. All that shriekey clatter…