EDITOR’S NOTE: Mike Randall’s call to haiku (see link below) reminded me that Barbara McLaughlin had shared Chuck McLaughlin’s haikus at his celebration of life, and I had always wanted to enshrine them here on the Pioneer among his other writings. AND, in his very Chuck way, they are arranged by season, starting with Spring. So without further introduction, let’s dive into a few haiku from Chuck McLaughlin.
If you are so inspired, as I am by Chuck’s (and Mike’s) haiku – please share yours with Pioneer readers – editor@tillamookcountypioneer.net. Or do you have photos that depict some of these scenes described? The Pioneer is always open to sharing our community members’ creativity.
FIDDLE HEADS BOWING
FRONDS LINED BY SPORE CASES
SWORD FERNS ABOUNDING
SPRING’S DAINTY WHITE BELLS
FLAG MEDICINAL SALAL
ITS TART BERRIES, TOO!
YOUNG SPRIGS EMERGING
FROM AGED NURSE LOG’S BOSOM
FOREST REBIRTHING
NEARING MOIST LOWLANDS
ON FOREST BREEZE THE SCENT OF
YELLOW SKUNK CABBAGE
POKING THROUGH THE EARTH
STANDS OF PRIMEVAL HORSETAIL
HALF HIDE RESTING SKINK
FROM BAYSIDE WETLANDS
THE VOICE OF A GAGGLE OF
CANADIA N GEESE
JARRING HOARSE VOICES
FROM NEST OF NEW-BORN HERONS
PIERCE THE MORNING AIR
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