Shadows

Shadows

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Gives such a warm feeling, Davy. I love it when a haiku has a real punch in its last line. (So many don’t).

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Beautiful emotions ! You are becoming our Basho now , Davy.

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oh I did so love this, remembering how I used to shadow play or wayang kulit as we call it in my language, such lovely memories when a daughter smiles, bliss and blessed.

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    Thank you Gina. I did this many times with my daughter. I love the wording wayang kulit, much more evocative than shadows.

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      My pleasure Davy, I like to introduce things from my heritage, sadly I am not a good feature writer. The words actually literally translated are wayang – play, kulit – skin. As the flat puppets in the shadow play were made of leather skins. In the Far East, each play has a deep historical background and I loved the characters we used to mimic!

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      Interesting and thank you for sharing Gina. Last year I did a challenge with Rosema at A Reading Writer based on words from the Philippines. It was an great way to learn about another culture.

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      missed this comment somehow. yes I know Rosema well. thats lovely to do. we share many similar words too. there are many forms of Malay poetry too.

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      It would be nice to learn some Gina and maybe write some poetry on them 🙂

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Ahh, I loved this one – beautiful. A daughter’s smile can change everything. 🙂

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So charming! The warmth of it draws me right in.

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I like this. I also feel is it a great haiku with a punch. And it does have a warm feeling to it.

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The image is a classic! Another great post, Dave

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This one keeps growing on me, by the way.

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You created such a lovely image with this one, Davy. What I remember most about spending time with my daughter is lying in bed together reading “Pooh.” She turns 36 in August–my oldest child. Your poem reminds me of that special time.

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Such simple joys/entertainment, eh? 🙂

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A great smile emerges from the shadows.

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awwww. that duck changing to dinosaur sounds scary but then that last line. uhhuuh. ❤

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Aww, we used to try all sorts of shadow animals. They’d all turn out so funny! Aww, you brought back some fond memories 🙂

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