tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831746103730488405.post1650040756406125910..comments2024-03-01T01:15:20.084-08:00Comments on haiku notebook by w. f. owen: w. f. owenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07000159086728348420noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831746103730488405.post-17802072461732662332009-05-23T08:16:45.978-07:002009-05-23T08:16:45.978-07:00yeah, they don't seem too smart, but
maybe that is...yeah, they don't seem too smart, but<br />maybe that is why i like them.<br /><br />billw. f. owenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07000159086728348420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831746103730488405.post-15553050384467142122009-05-23T07:15:27.738-07:002009-05-23T07:15:27.738-07:00Nice play on ideas. Not a "brilliant haiku"... but...Nice play on ideas. Not a "brilliant haiku"... but warm. Had the same experience in my own barn, actually - two morning doves nesting in the trusses. They're not all that bright. Rather than fly out the wide open triple "garage door" openings, they beat their heads and wings against the underside of the channel drain roof - trying to escape. Duh.Patrickhttp://poemshape.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831746103730488405.post-70791897598167778422009-05-14T09:03:00.000-07:002009-05-14T09:03:00.000-07:00thanks greg, it happens to me at
least once a week...thanks greg, it happens to me at<br />least once a week when i go out to get the<br />paper.<br /><br />billw. f. owenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07000159086728348420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831746103730488405.post-63752549329778067382009-05-14T07:56:00.000-07:002009-05-14T07:56:00.000-07:00i like this one, Bill. it made me grin.i like this one, Bill. it made me grin.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15344808703550376121noreply@blogger.com