nocturnal meditation

Challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai  to create a“fusion” haiku from the given classic haiku and then create a Troiku series of three with using lines of”fusion” haiku:

the water-fowl
pecks and shivers
the moon on the waves  

© Zuiryu

scooping up the moon
in the wash bassin,
and spilling it                  

© Ryuho

I kept hanging the moon
on the pine tree, and taking it off,
gazing at it the while    

© Hokushi

i gaze at full moon
spilling on ripples of waves,
white egret shimmers

© lynn__

i gaze at full moon
rising thru pine tree’s needles,
caught in silhouette

on ripples of waves,
docked boat gently rocking as
moonlight washes shore

white egret shimmers
while pecking in moon water,
scoops up silver fish

© lynn__

farmers’ complaint

CDHK challenge to write haiku about rainstorm without using the word…

 

full creeks run swiftly

cattle huddle in wet mud

autumn’s cold deluge

 

 

 

 

 

 

final call

“Cricket” is a classical “kigo” (season word) used in haiku…link to CDHK

 

leaves crunch underfoot

last cricket chirps in basement

where is he hiding?

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image – pixabay

 

love’s thorns

 

Rose of Sharon

wore crown of thorns

as he stretched out arms to die

…for me

 

 

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A Rose Amongst the Thorns by Reaper xxiv

 

unboxing day

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why shove live people into boxes?

for ease of handling:

tape flaps shut
apply (libel) labels
stack, shelve, and ship

boxes help us to:

stratify society
control communication
justify judgementalism

but humans are fluid (57-60% water)

leaking out of boxes, eluding labels with:

nuances of personality
unique life history
flow of opinions and
distilled philosophy

(even cats, who adore boxes, should not be forced inside
but rather choose which box to curl up in and when to exit)

considering final insult we sustain as body is finally laid in a box,

let us celebrate un-boxing holiday
let people out of cramped boxes
we’ve assembled and stuffed them in

in fact, let’s get rid of the boxes altogether!

 

 


Linking to dVerse metaphor/figure of speech prompt.

late bloomers

Join in Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s chrysanthemum prompt.

 

dead leaves fall from trees

cornstalks decay in field as

chrysanthemums bloom!

granddaughters delight in mums

colorful caterpillar  🙂

 

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photo by lynn

 

aki no koe

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai… “aki no koe” is a Japanese kigo, seasonal word, that refers to autumn’s voice, the sound of wind through decaying leaves.


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wary of winks

 

was that an itch
or political twitch?

it was deliberate wink, i think
first, they get our vote; then play turn coat

offer girl drugged drinks, prey with flirty hi-jinks

mark cards to win, gamble with sin
sly one-eyed blink… all cheaters stink!

 


Linking to dVerse with 44-word “wink” quadrille…

river of sustenance

 

at the gate of a deserted house,
a cicada is crying in the rays
of the evening sun      © Shiki

neighbors left hot summer house
allow insects to move in

pressing sushi;
after a while,
a feeling of loneliness      © Buson

parents and children are gone
eating alone so quiet

the coolness
of the sound of water at night,
falling back into the well      © Issa

overfilling my bucket
splashing on path back to hut

autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky      © Chiyo-Ni

harvest moon is calling me
reflections on dark water

all my years
floating in the river
a childish heart      © J. Reichhold

living half my life on our
family’s wooden sampan

a flash of lightning:
the screech of a night-heron
flying in the darkness    © Basho

monsoon rains and avian
wildlife are my companions

 

images

wikipedia

 

Italicized “renga” responses © lynn.  Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .

write time to renga

A challenge to write Renga With Richard Wright: given six haiku, choose your own line-up and add your two-lined stanzas. (Richard’s original haiku in regular type, italic lines are my response stanzas.)


 

Make up your mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!

indecisive character
slugs reluctantly forward

I am nobody:
A red sinking autumn sun
Took my name away.

identity lost in awe
of sky’s changing expanse

Keep straight down this block,
Then turn right where you will find
A peach tree blooming.

remember, somewhere is spring;
hope’s sweet promises renew

One magnolia
Landed upon another
In the dew-wet grass.

end of summer, last blossoms
reveal time’s passing beauty

All right, You Sparrows;
The sun has set and you can now
Stop your chattering!

settle, winter is coming;
seasons advance through harvest

You moths must leave now;
I am turning out the light
And going to sleep.

body desires peaceful rest;
premonition of death’s kiss

 

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© lynn

“Temuchin!”

Linking to dVerse poetics and Lillian’s prompt to write “once upon a …”


 

once upon a yurt…

out on the barren steppe

below snowy mountain peak

where mongolian ponies gallop

beside smoky cow-dung fire ring

stirring pot of seasoned beef stew

aromas of ginger and garlic wafting

tickle nose of almond-eyed baby boy

who sneezes mightily into shadows of

future as conqueror-to-be, Genghis Khan

 

 

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breathe after dusk

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