Sunday, November 04, 2007

who was Princess Haiku in her last life?

The winner of this contest will be awarded a link of the day.

23 comments:

Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah) said...

A Japanese Princess from another era?
A druid from the depths of Gaul?
:-)

eastcoastdweller said...
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Princess Haiku said...

ECD- Wills top by tonight for a visit.

Princess Haiku said...

Well, vanilla I'm not sure but...Last night I had a dream that I had roots instead of feet, a long greem stemlike body and this whirlpool of tossled pink hair. It's possible that Japonisme is right and that "Mums the word."

Dream catcher said...

hi princess...sry for dropping this msg here which is irrelevant to the post...thanx for coming by my blog...

:) also i have not gone..will be back after some time...well life n its strange ways..can't help it ...thanx again :)

...Kat said...

oh yes FLOW would Love to have you!

and I do not know who You Used To Be... but my last lifetime was spent as E.St.V.M. :-D

Will see more of you I hope!

She Who Flies said...

A majestic and light-filled weeping willow celebrated in a haiku by a master of intemporal poetic musings :-)

Princess Haiku said...

I could relate to a weeping willow themed life. :)

Princess Haiku said...

Who is flow? Or should I ask what flows ............ :)

...Kat said...

FLOW is eastcoastdweller's inspiration of a blog for women :-)

http://allthingsforwoman.blogspot.com/

you have visited ;-) we like you

Princess Haiku said...

Got it- you are them. Or they are you. :)

...Kat said...

Were you a Pink Chrysanthemum if a flower?

perhaps not rare enough
but beautiful to view and
this time of year they come into their own ;-)

Jac said...

I think you were a flower, not any flower...a bougainvillea. You are laughing because you think I am kidding.
Bougainville may not have any fragrance but, is it not more beautifying than any flowers? Which other flower could attract you so much, when it blooms?
An array of colours, name it you have it.
Indestructible even when fallen

Am I right?

Princess Haiku said...

I have to check this flower out, Jac :)

antonia said...

a flower of course, one that is clematis-like but with more delicate flowers and leaves. One that cannot be found easily, one thats is sort of rooted somewhere, but does not need much ground and that wraps itsefl around a shed or a fence or somethign and from there its little branches happily float in the wind, knowing they are firmly rooted.

Marion said...

A brightly coloured butterfly, Princess...a free spirit, that's who you were!

get zapped said...

a ripple in a stream that flowed into the ocean and traveled the world...

eastcoastdweller said...

You were a poppy, of course, beauty in a harsh land, sweet and lovely -- but dangerous if abused.

Sybil said...

You were cloistered medieval nun. Choosing this calling to escape the narrow definitions of female life at the time, you used your position to become a learned writer and philosopher. You communicated with all the important leaders of the time through letters dispensing wisdom & beauty.

Princess Haiku said...

Sybil, your name wasn't link and I wanted to visit your blog. What you said is intriguing and strikes a chord.

Princess Haiku said...

Sybil- :) But then of course I liked that. Thanks.

Sybil said...

Oops! I thought I left my URL. You've visited my blog before...
www.sybilarchibald.com/blog/

Eastcoastdweller said...

Princess Haiku:

I love Your blog! I haven't had time to comment on it but I will, trust me.

I'd love to link You on my blog, In Search of Isis, with Your permission.

You've also posted on For Love of Woman several times, good, thoughtful comments. I think You would be an excellent member of the writing team there.

(edited to remove my email address to cut down on spammers.)