Haiku my Heart #36 Pleats of Care

Each mindful moment
pushing the smoothing iron,
forming pleats of care.

Memories of mother as sparked off by
Rebecca's flower,
visit and see
Recuerda mi Corazon

Comments

Dear Ms. Foxy... I have missed you the past while. Either I came late or not at all, or didn't post a haiku. But glad i stopped by today. The photographnis amazing. Pleated, no doubt. It looksas if it were ironed that way, folds so neat, and great shadows too.
Your haiku moves me as it suggests a tool was used to do nature's work, but we all know better. I like it alot.
I hope this finds you doing good and that all is well.

Peace

19 August 2011 at 12:07

Snap said…

Amazing image and I love the words ... thought provoking, caring, wondrous.

19 August 2011 at 13:17

tami said…

oh my - the photos from you and rebecca are truly amazing and the pleats! LOVE IT.

19 August 2011 at 13:46

Stephanie said…

How wonderful that a photo sparked such rich memory. Your flower is so very soft and sensuous...

19 August 2011 at 17:21

Margaret Pangert said…

So beautiful, Sue. I remember thinking of ironing as a form of meditation (but never so intricate as this one perfect rose!). And I loved watching the grace and calm my mother had ironing, too...

20 August 2011 at 05:01

Nanka said…

Your Haiku today is so delicate, tender and unfolds so beautifully!!

20 August 2011 at 11:32

rebecca said…

dear sue,

from your tender loving words we are able to receive a glimpse of your mother. and her forever touch in your life.
i love our flowers this morning...and how each one opened hearts.

20 August 2011 at 15:49

Annie Jeffries said…

So soft, Sue. I feel the breath of summer on my cheek.

23 August 2011 at 07:46

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