Elfin troubadour
Sunflower seed solitude
Black hat winged poet
phil
on saturdays still dizzy with pleasure from
my gratitude to all rises in the honoring of one.
to days incomparable lover of small words is
phil
troubadour of many a haiku my heart.
you can find the winged poet at
Yes. I experienced such delight when I opened this link. Fridays have become like that, I find wonder, creativity, and such beauty with each foray into these small, but loved words from those who share. Thank you Rebecca. XO.
Posted by: Lea | March 10, 2012 at 09:02 AM
I love little chickadees! They just make me happy. :)
Posted by: Helen Campbell | March 10, 2012 at 09:17 AM
Such dear little birds. They always draw a smile from me.
Posted by: annie | March 10, 2012 at 11:37 AM
Oh is that a chickadee? So sweet. This is one of my favourite ever of haiku-just perfect for its subject, and so musical.
Posted by: Sarah | March 10, 2012 at 01:08 PM
What a perfect combination, this tiny lovely and Phil's beautiful haiku.
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | March 10, 2012 at 05:06 PM
Yes! Loved this one a lot!
Posted by: gemma | March 11, 2012 at 10:06 AM
that is so sweet - there is something so special about a chick-a-dee-dee-dee...popping round to say hello, dear rebecca...haven't had a haiku in me lately...barely getting time to paint little vignettes...the whirlwind spring has a hold on me and it won't let go...soaking up the warmth...hope you are well...xo
Posted by: jean | March 11, 2012 at 09:21 PM
such a dear haiku for this little bird :)
and how like you, to honor others before yourself.
Posted by: leslie | March 13, 2012 at 07:03 AM