old west

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1562 Sacramento …
“This month we are on our way again. We are writing Haiku Along The Pan American Highway and today we have arrived at Sacramento. Sacramento has a long history and in Old Sacramento Waterfront, you can experience that history. It’s a 28-acre national registered landmark and state historic park, that preserves an 1870 riverside scene, complete with sailing vessels, paddle wheelers, cobblestone streets, boardwalks and many other historic elements. Old Sacramento Waterfront is home to numerous special events throughout the year, including the world-renowned Sacramento Jazz Jubilee which attracts more than 300,000 visitors each Memorial Day Weekend.”


Old Sacramento Waterfront

“Your task for today is to create a haiku, tanka or other Japanese form of poetry inspired on the Wild West.”

paddle-wheelers roll
horses clop on cobblestones
to music of jazz


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“piece of straw”

Written for:  Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #62 – Troiku for the holidays . . .
This weekend I love to challenge you to create a Troiku themed “holidays”.

piece of straw
blown off into emptiness
a new beginning

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

piece of straw
whisked through streets like a whirlwind
threatening tornado?

blown off into emptiness
instead of steel
straw spun sky into gold

a new beginning
what effect can we expect,
a lasting peace?


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Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – InForm Poet – Than Bauk
Than-Bauk, conventionally a witty saying or epigram, is a three line “climbing rhyme” poem of Burmese origin. Each line has four syllables. The rhyme is on the fourth syllable of the first line, the third syllable of the second line, and the second syllable of the third line.

Searching for dream
of ice cream cone.
It seemed so real.





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Written for:  Carpe Diem #1561 – Yellowstone National Park . . . meadow

hot summer day
making love on the meadow
sweet perfume of grass

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

inviting blanket
yellow grasses of meadow
tease lovers like feathers


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Crater Lake

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1560 – Crater Lake National Park, Oregon . . .
“Our first stop in America is at the Crater Lake National Park. Let me tell you a little about this Crater Lake. Crater Lake inspires awe. Native Americans witnessed its formation 7,700 years ago, when a violent eruption triggered the collapse of a tall peak. Scientists marvel at its purity: fed by rain and snow, it’s the deepest lake in the USA and perhaps the most pristine on earth. Artists, photographers, and sightseers gaze in wonder at its blue water and stunning setting atop the Cascade Mountain Range.”

Crater Lake and Wizard Island

Crater Lake in Winter

blue glass purity
surroundings change to reflect
seasonal changes


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We All Claim

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Peace on Earth  (posted by Sumana)
Every one of us loves to cherish the faith that there is still an abundance of good in this world in spite of widespread violence almost everywhere every day.

It’s now time to sing Peace on Earth…..

We all claim
to want
peace on earth

yet wars continue
yet greed continues
yet intolerance continues.

We worry about how
to find inner peace,
and need to expand
that to include
peace toward others.

Have compassion,
show love, help
another if you can.

We all claim
to want
peace on earth
but . . .


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Life On The Porch

Written for:  Poetic Asides #462 – “For today’s prompt, write a set poem. Collectors often try to complete the set, though some break up the set. Some people set the record straight. Some things need to set (like glue or paint). I hope you’re ready to set the world on fire with your poems. Ready, set, go.”

Yep, I know you,
set in your ways.
Come on up 
the porch, and
set for a spell
with a fellow
curmudgeon. Take
a chair, that green
rocker over there.
See? It’s all broken
in for a man of your
shape and aches to fill
all the soft corners
and old cushioning.
You ought to try
a pipe. I’ve had
that pleasure for
a man think. Take
a drink of this here
lemonade. Made it
myself. We both lost
our wives ages ago.
I know it is still
tough. But tonight
the moon shines,
fireflies flicker,
a perfect summer
evening. So set
a spell.


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Sun On My Shoulder

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics:  “Magic of Ordinary Things”  (posted by Gina)
“We approach the end of another year. For a lot of us it is time for reflection and writing resolutions. As we get busy with year-end festivities let us not forget the important things in life, the ordinary things. It is not the large events that inform us of the beauty of our lives, instead it is the magic of ordinary things that will do that.

Today you are the creator, pick an ordinary everyday thing (or things!) and write it into something extra ordinary. May the end of year magic be your muse as you look at these ordinary things with new eyes and childlike wonder.”

See how morning sun slants
over my right shoulder
as I write, mug of strong
black coffee at my side.
That aroma and first sip
starts the magic of my day. This
is my most indulgent time.
I like to stretch it out
for as long as I can.


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“no surprise”

Written for:  The Twiglets #106 – “no surprise”

No surprise
in her eyes
entering her party.
She faked a gasp, smartly.

There are no surprises
anymore, said the cynic
until she met Santa Claus,
broken leg at a clinic.

super moon tonight
spreads soft halo ‘cross sky
ever thrilling surprise

In planning his girlfriend’s surprise
a party he hoped would comprise
good food, music, and friends
where everyone would blend.
He reserved wrong date, surprise compromise–pizza pies.


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Written for:  Carpe Diem #1559 Vancouver … renown for the Cherry Blossoms
“Welcome at a new stage, a new episode, in our journey along the Pan American Highway straight through the Americas from north to south. Today I love to “stop” in Vancouver. “


Vancouver (Cherry Blossom)

the cooing of pigeons
between blooming cherry trees –
the cool rain

© Chèvrefeuille (2010, honorable mention)

cherry blossoms bloom again
bare branches

© Chèvrefeuille  (our host)

Here is my attempt:

out of my window
light without weight of blossoms
bare limbs bend in autumn 


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