Junicho - skrevet søndag 10. november 2013 i Dansk Forfatterforenings haikugruppe

(Deltagere: Ulla Conrad, Niels Kjær, Kate Larsen, Yong Sun, Mona Larsen og Hanne Hansen)

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Herunder en lidt mere alternativ layout:

Midt på skovstien                                                                                                                                                        to snegle mod samme mål –                                                                                                                                           hvor mon de mødes?

                                            (Ulla)

Den råkolde regn sletter                                                                                                                                              de sidste spor af sommer

                                            (Niels)

I morgengryet                                                                                                                                                    plasticposen på en pind                                                                                                                                                            hjort i rabatten

                                            (Mona)

Netop nu rødmer solen                                                                                                                                                         i ny dags muligheder

                                            (Kate)

I kuldenætter                                                                                                                                                                   sætter månelys scenen                                                                                                                                                for dyrs skyggespil

                                            (Yong)

Ubevidst dæmpes stemmen –                                                                                                                          hviskende ord i natten

                                            (Niels)

Han klapper barnet                                                                                                                                                             blidt på de sorte krøller –                                                                                                                                  foretrækker brunt

                                            (Hanne)

Anemonerne dækkes                                                                                                                                                               af tæppet i skovbunden

                                            (Mona)

Tøvejr og knopper                                                                                                                                                            larmer om kap med fugle                                                                                                                                                    vækket af solen

                                            (Yong)

Metroen støjer voldsomt                                                                                                                                                                                                        men umuligt at flytte

                                            (Hanne)

Solens gyldne lys                                                                                                                                                                   på usolgte husgavle –                                                                                                                                                                          ej bekymring her

                                            (Ulla)

Duft af roser i haven –                                                                                                                                                         bierne har meget travlt

                                            (Kate)