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Friday, January 11, 2008

engine

winter night
a car engine
won't turn over

14 Comments:

Blogger Inside our hands, outside our hearts said...

Isn't that how it always is! This one is perfect!

T

3:02 PM  
Blogger polona said...

and it always happens at the most inconvenient times :)

10:50 AM  
Blogger Masago said...

...that usually happens in the morning here. :-)

5:13 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

I think it's one of the coldest sounds there is. Thanks Tara, polona, and Vaughn.

9:00 PM  
Blogger floots said...

this happens to my old ford
(but also to my internal starter motor) :)
i can hear it now
thanks bill

12:36 AM  
Blogger haiku-shelf (Angelika Wienert) said...

"...I think it's one of the coldest sounds there is..."

that`s so true, Bill!

best wishes,
Angelika

10:07 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Don't know if I'd recognize the sound of an internal starter motor, floots.

Thanks, Angelika.

3:42 PM  
Blogger floots said...

bill: it's pretty much the same sound as that groan which comes out of your mouth when you hear the alarm clock :)

12:20 AM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

Frozen morning --
my old car got an icicle
on it's nose

Ps1. Was it Issa's haiku; Buddha's nose & an icicle?

Ps2. I also agree with floots!

2:51 AM  
Blogger haiku-shelf (Angelika Wienert) said...

that`s funny, Tikkis!

4:53 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Got it, floots.

Yes, I think that was issa, tikkis. Anyway, he would have enjoyed yours.

7:11 AM  
Blogger Anonymous Poet said...

Perfectly captured.

8:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't know if the old zen monks would get just how cold that is, but I can feel it. This and the next one are powerful with the cold. Nice work!

4:12 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thank you, AD. Welcome.

9:16 PM  

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