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at the setting sun
el troubador de campo
serenades the night
home,
yet some indelible part of each of us
remains in the world
that never hurries.
thank you for being here even while i
danced in the campo.
***
haiku my heart
lovers of small words
gather on fridays to embrace the great beauty
of sharing.
please link to
so more may join us.
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Beautiful !
good night!
Posted by: peggy gatto | April 12, 2012 at 09:26 PM
I have awakened from a nightmare, from the most unimaginable horror, to find el trobador to sing me back to sleep. Muchas gracias, mi trobador! Muchas gracias!
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | April 12, 2012 at 09:41 PM
Welcome home! Glad you got a chance to go dancing! I love the golden picture and matching words. They are just right! Thanks for hosting. ;)
Posted by: Libby | April 13, 2012 at 02:25 AM
I love the motion in the first picture, you caught him as he was turning his face to you.
Perfect little haiku.
♥♥♥
Posted by: priti.lisa | April 13, 2012 at 03:39 AM
Hi Rebecca,
What a treat to visit you this morning! Looking into the troubador's eyes, I feel that I "know" him. Your awesome picture and words bring his musical soul to life! Have a blessed Friday, Rebecca!
:)Marilyn
Posted by: Marilyn | April 13, 2012 at 04:24 AM
Welcome home, Rebecca...it's been JOY to share the journey with you. :o) ((HUGS))
Posted by: Tracy | April 13, 2012 at 04:48 AM
I'm never in a hurry to leave your place, wish I could dance with you, maybe I will one day when my ship comes in!
xxxxx
Posted by: Sue Fox | April 13, 2012 at 04:55 AM
Whoops the second one!
Posted by: Sue Fox | April 13, 2012 at 04:57 AM
welcome back ~ 'good to have you posting' haiku are excellent and love the 'sexy trobador' ~ Men seem to improve with age ~ lol ^_^ ~ thanks, namaste, ^_^
Posted by: Carol (artmusedog) | April 13, 2012 at 05:03 AM
I always write my haiku earlier in the week so I never look at the theme... this time, we must have had a special connection Rebecca! I love your trobador and I can almost hear his serenade!
Posted by: Marit | April 13, 2012 at 06:16 AM
The first thing I looked at in the photograph were the troubadour's feet. I wanted to see if he was standing on the cobblestones. You mention the cobblestones often, so I look for them in all of your San Miguel photos.
I can hear his songs. I am glad you had a great time and had another wonderful visit to Mexico. Next time, I think I'll join you.
I love the Haiku, and I love the sharing that goes on each week here at recuerda mi corazon.
Peace to all
Posted by: spadoman | April 13, 2012 at 06:27 AM
Oh, how I love the image of you dancing, dancing to the troubadour's music in that magical place !!
Thank you, Beautiful Friend, for all you bring to the world.
Happy Friday and gentle landings to you !
Posted by: Kim Mailhot | April 13, 2012 at 07:17 AM
{{ embracing
the vibrant guitar
sounds
i hear
Here
through your words
&
through my heart;
welcome home }}
Posted by: somepinkflowers | April 13, 2012 at 07:18 AM
You have captured the dreamy feel of the evening with your photo and haiku.
Posted by: Karen | April 13, 2012 at 07:31 AM
Sounds a lovely time.
Posted by: Anthony North | April 13, 2012 at 07:46 AM
smiles...these are lovely and would enjoy the experience...music and dance is living to me...smiles.
Posted by: brian miller | April 13, 2012 at 08:12 AM
My heart continues to soar as I think longingly of our precious days in San Miguel together...thank you, thank you, thank you!!!
Posted by: AlterEgoMexicana | April 13, 2012 at 09:28 AM
I like how the world never hurries when you're around.
Posted by: Cheryl's Excellent Adventure | April 13, 2012 at 10:37 AM
I hear him
I taste the sunset
Mouth waters
Posted by: deb taylor | April 13, 2012 at 10:57 AM
Your words and photos are always moving and inspiring!
Posted by: Andrea thompson | April 13, 2012 at 12:05 PM
You poem leaves such a bautiful image in my mind and heart as my Honey Man is a musician.
Have a great day and enjoy your weekend.
Always, Queenie
Posted by: Queenie Believe | April 13, 2012 at 03:35 PM
Ahhh wonderous night...
sigh
Posted by: gemma | April 13, 2012 at 04:49 PM
I love imagining you dancing Rebecca!
Posted by: Laura Hegfield | April 14, 2012 at 05:07 AM
Singing sweet notes of love to you Rebecca and our haiku poets... XO
Posted by: Lea | April 15, 2012 at 11:45 AM