Outward
Endless, winding path
River’s poetic treasures—
Unique in spirit
Boundless
Flowing with purpose
River chases horizon—
Map never needed
Punctual
Night’s curtain rises
River’s peace always on time—
Morning’s stillness breathes
Journey Downstream (Haiku Series #361)
Big Sky Buckeye 
In his Four Quartets, T.S. Eliot calls the river a “strong, brown god.” I don’t know that he ever wrote haiku, but it’s clear both of you have been inspired by rivers. Very nice.
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Linda, I appreciate your sharing of a bit from Eliot. Growing up in Billings, Montana, I was blessed with the Yellowstone River.
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Your haikus are really lovely!
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Thank you Kymber. The concise nature of a Haiku contributes to my regular poetic craft.
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BigSkyBuckeye, these haiku feel like quiet pauses along the river itself — each one catching a different mood without ever over-explaining. I especially liked “River chases horizon,” which says so much with so little. Your sequence flows with a calm assurance that invites the reader to slow down and simply follow.
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Michael, your reflections capture the inviting presence of any river . . . simply follow. Thank you for sharing.
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Never thought about it before, but I guess nature is always on time.
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Kev, your observation is spot on! Thank you.
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Love it!
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Chris, I appreciate your own journey within these Haiku verses. Each river shares its timeless spirit.
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Beautiful Nature picture 👍
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Thank you for reading and sharing. Nature’s treasures invite us to pause and reflect.
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