phodrang marpo trinkhor

Like sound of title? Folk music from Tibet!

 

himalayan sound

prayer flags tune mellow song

longing for freedom

 

 

soft as cashmere

Folk music of Kashmir, India featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


 

hypnotizing voice

exotic music sways heart

sung by graceful hands

 

 

joik music

Folk music of Sami people featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .


 

arctic circle folk

chant joik under northern lights

herdsmen of reindeer

 

 

fado (fate)

Folk music from Portugal featured on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.


 

eyes search horizon

red sun in morning— warning

will his boat return?

 

 

finding the way

 

exiles and strangers

seek the new jerusalem

prophets point true north

 

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image & idea from Carpe Diem

man overboard, oyogi!

Oyogi, Japanese for “swimming”, prompt featured at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

father joined navy

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tells stories of sailors who

learned to swim at sea…

necessary life skill while

aboard aircraft carrier

shy century

 

hoped to celebrate

grandma’s one hundredth birthday

but she passed away…

left us behind with no cake

she’s partying in heaven!

 

 


Elsie’s 100th tanka challenge at Ramblings of a Writer. My dear Grandma Gertie nearly reached 100 years…can you imagine living for a century?

learn to work/work to learn

“One bun” (one line haibun) written for CDHK on “apprentice” theme.


 

I taught our sons how to learn and my husband taught them how to work.

 

apprenticed five sons

teacher married a farmer

schooling family style

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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lonely or alone is a choice

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s “loneliness” haibun prompt.

 

My husband and I don’t sleep together anymore. Yes, it happened slowly and yet it was by choice…my husband’s but I influenced him. As newlyweds buying furniture, I encouraged him to pick out a recliner but, not wanting to be a “lazy boy” by association, he declined.  

For years, I was a poor sleeper who desperately sought rest. I complained if awakened when hubby worked late (often), rose early (sometimes), or got up during night to check livestock (seasonal). My alert sensory apparatus took intense interest in all these nocturnal comings and goings. Worries about my husband’s apparent workaholism aggravated my insomnia. I was a co-dependent sleeper to a man who had little appreciation for circadian rhythms. 

Fast forward to time our middle son broke his leg and the doctor suggested he sleep in a recliner with his leg raised. I called my husband from the surgery center. “Honey, if you ever  wanted a recliner, now would be the time to buy one. Why don’t you go pick one out?” He did; it would be a life-changing decision.

Our son’s recovery led to my husband’s discovery…that recliner was comfortable! He could fall asleep to a movie without me grumbling about noise in bed. When calving season came, he would get up during the night, check cows, and spend remaining hours of darkness in the chair so as not to wake the queen. It eventually became a habit since we both slept better.

On vacation, camping or otherwise, we enjoy sleeping together…time apart seems to have a “honeymoon effect” when we reunite. And my husband knows he’s welcome to visit anytime!

 

ships pass in the night

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farmer snores in recliner

dear wife sleeps in peace

 

spiritual connection

 

Prayer is sharing an intimate conversation with God.

 

open the scripture

listen, study, meditate

speak response from heart

 

 

 

 


“One bun” (haibun of one line of prose plus haiku) in response to CDHK prompt.

 

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green with envy

Joining Frank J. Tassone‘s haiku challenge: ataka (warmth)

 

some(where?) spring has sprung

if only could, i’d migrate

soak in ataka 

 

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triduum

Linking to Frank Tassone’s haiku challenge…

 

maundy thursday meal

passover lamb serves supper

taste body and blood

 

good friday trial

soldiers nail God to wood beams

love’s great sacrifice

 

silent saturday

women weep while Jesus sleeps

he will rise again!

 

Inri

1510 fragment – Matthias Grunewald, Netherlands

INRI stems from the Latin phrase ‘Iesus Nazarenus Rex Iudaeorum‘ meaning ‘Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews’. This was the notice Pontius Pilate nailed to the cross.

 

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