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Sunday, 14 March 2010

Haiku #80

Mothering Sunday
children picking wild flowers -
acts of love for mums.

(What a strange beast, progress is!)

16 comments:

Tabor said...

Not sure that I get this? Because of the very last line, I mean.

Elisabeth said...

I'm with Tabor, Dave. Or are you referring to the commercial pressures of Mother's day in May? Bought rather than picked flowers.

Karen said...

Mother's Day here is in May. Is it today in the UK? I think I get it - for all we think we've changed as a people, the simple act of a child picking flowers for her mother remains a constant sign of love. (Or...maybe not what you meant at all?)

Barry said...

My reading was the same as Elizabeth. I actually remember my father taking my brothers and I out to a field to pick flowers for my mom. Then he cooked the meals and did the cleaning that day.

Now our daughters send cards and cut flowers and I take Linda out for dinner.

Gwei Mui said...

Like Karen and Barry this poem brings back childhood memories of walking through the local woods and hillsides picking flowers first thing in the morning. Rushing home getting changed and then walking to church.

Kass said...

Green caterpillars
on leaves and dandelions -
love comes no better.

steven said...

hey dave what a beautiful image and memories came flooding into my mind of times past. thankyou for this. steven

ArtistUnplugged said...

Like the Mother's haikus....like the pun in the last post!

Helen said...

Those 'mums' get all the special treatment, don't they? Loved this.

Derrick said...

Hi Dave,

I'm also taking it that you mean it is still the simple gestures in life that mean the most, despite all our modernity. I'm sure that nothing beats something handmade or a few wild flowers from a child on Mothers' Day.

Madame DeFarge said...

Like the irony in the second one. Spot on.

TechnoBabe said...

This is so sweet. I remember the days my children would pick a flower and present it to me. Great memories.

Ronda Laveen said...

Mothers and mums, nice play on words.

Friko said...

both haiku are spot on.
Sod the "day of celebrating Mum", celebrate her, if you can or must, every day of her life.

God, I am a miseryguts.

Shadow said...

yeah, sadly now its florists...

Dave King said...

Tabor
Just contrasting what used to be with today's commercialised set-up - although we now recognise that picking wild flowers is not a wholly "good" activity.

Elisabeth
Yes, that as one half of the picture.

Karen
Yup, I'd ov erlooked that. Yesterday was Mother's Day - or as I still prefer to say, Mothering Sunday - in the UK.

Barry
Guess that sums it up pretty well.

Gwei
Yup, it was such memories that suggested it.

Kass
No such creepy things
given house room mothers' day -
Mother hated them.

steven
Many thanks

ArtistUnplugged
Puns is us!

Helen
Sometimes they do!

Derrick
I did mean that, yes.

MadamDeFarge
Thanks for that.

TechnoBabe
Mmm, I was remembering, too, when ours were young enough to do the same for Doreen

Ronda
Thanks.

Friko
That's not b eing a miseryguts. I agree.

Shadow
Shame, yes - but better for the environment.