Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Micro Poetry – “It Doesn’t Matter”
(Posted by Kerry)
whoever you are
safety and freedom are vital
you are entitled
Written for: Haiku Horizons – “lift”
lift me up
high as you can, I want
to touch the stars
Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #357
Words: images, nowhere, blade, shell, pit, safe, gasp, limbo, rattle, ring, fold, pill
Imagine being nowhere, rattling ’round
in limbo gasping for air, not knowing
if you are safe? No pill to swallow,
no magic ring. Fold up that switchblade,
doesn’t mean a thing here. Shells of others
who have come before, dangle in dankness.
This is the pits; call it quits.
Written for: Carpe Diem #1455 – “half-year’s end festival”
“Nagoshi is a great Japanese festival. Nagoshi (half year’s end festival) and it’s one of the 100.000 festivals which occur in Japan. Nagoshi is a kind of ‘end summer’ festival and it lasts for three days. Let us take a closer look at this festival.”
Nagoshi Festival Fireworks
dancing in the rain
summer runs towards its end
leaves start to color
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Here is my attempt:
half-year fireworks
late celebrations, tar sky
after longest day
Written for: Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #37 Troiku Challenge “Time”
This weekend meditation I love to challenge you again to create a Troiku with a “fusion”-haiku. And this weekend I love to challenge you to create a “fusion”-haiku with the following haiku themed “time”:
perpetual snow
reflects the sunlight –
I dream of a nude beach
through tears
cherry blossoms scattered
by the breeze
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Here is my fusion and troiku:
sunlight reflected
on drifting cherry blossoms
through his tears
sunlight reflected
black shadows imprint pool
with overhanging leaves
on drifting cherry blossoms
tiny drops of dew
hope for next season
through his tears
he smiles at hem of tree
a pink skirt gathers
Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Meeting The Bar (posted by Frank)
Write a couplet or couplets about the solstice.
“It’s that time of year again. The Sun has been moving to either its highest or its lowest position in the sky. That trend reverses today.
Long days will become shorter. Short nights will become longer. Or the opposite depending on where you are on the Earth.
Day and Night. Two dancers interacting with each other are couples and couples remind me of couplets, a simple poetic form containing only two lines.
That will be the challenge today. Write a couplet, or a longer poem containing many couplets, optionally about the solstice.”
A late sunset this night
gathering at Stonehenge to intuit secrets
Falling in love on this longest day
will comfort one when short nights ensue
Seven flowers picked and placed under pillow
will bring dreams of future spouse
Written for: Poets United Midweek Motif~Human (posted by Susan)
Write a new poem giving what is human its place in the natural world, the solar system, galaxy, and/or universe.
What
is
human?
Compassion,
willingness to aid
strangers, even when it is not
convenient. Ability to view each person
equally as a human, each as entitled to life, love and kindness, as you are.
Written for: Carpe Diem #1454 – Swimming
“I searched for haiku with “swimming” in it and I ran into a nice series of haiku on swimming written by Issa. Let me give you an example of one of his haiku with this kigo:”
mizu oyogu nomi no omoi ya kumo no mine
the swimming flea
thinks to reach them…
peaks of clouds
© Kobayashi Issa (Tr. Lanoue)
an old woman
swimming the August stream
the mossy smell
© Jane Reichhold (taken from the online version of her “Dictionary of Haiku”)
Koi swimming
through the clouds
reflection
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Here is my attempt:
red tube floats in pool
laughing and splashing–
a child in the center
Written for: Poetics Aside #441
“For today’s prompt, write a notice poem. A notice could be a warning about something. Or it could just be an informational type of notice. Or perhaps, you just noticed a person, place, or thing for the first time.”
Dog walkers are
a funny breed. They watch
the path try to rein in
leash as dog drifts
to one side then another.
Uh oh! Is that a chicken
bone he picked up. Wrestle
it out of his mouth while
telling him how bad he is
to eat something delicious
off the floor. Maybe a squirrel
decides to dash madly
up a tree five feet
away from where dog
and walker are standing.
They spot that squirrel
same time as their dog
who lunges forward
in a futile attempt to catch it.
Oh look, they tell their dog,
here comes Baxter, there
goes Rocky, and Chloe.
Never able to tell
you what other dog
walkers look like, or
their names. Memory holds
only the dog’s name,
and color. Dog walkers
are a funny breed.
Written for: Carpe Diem #1453 – dripping water
dripping (spring-water) (shitatari)
water dripping over moss –
the old man bites
a bit of air
© Ishida Yoshihiro (a contemporary of Basho)
water dripping
after the summer storm
the only sound
© Chèvrefeuille (our host)
Here is my attempt:
sparkling as crystal
water drops dance and scatter
on summer leaves
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