cool palette interrupted

 

winter’s white garden

icicles cling to blue spruce

empty red birdhouse

 

 

yes, deer

Chevré at Carpe Diem invites us to dig into archives. Haiku submitted to Lyrical Iowa a couple years ago; not published so posting now, along with photo taken last Sept. in Colorado Springs (added 2 lines to make it a tanka).


 

liquid eyes, white tail

grace notes on musical scale

doe does as does do

 

fans fawning at her beauty

evidence the buck stopped here

 

 

 

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photo by lynn

 

 

the treasure

Skeptical about the Bible? Try reading one of the New Testament gospels, the book of John. We all have questions! See post by former agnostic, The Sylvr Pen.


 

diversified volumes form unique collection
library referenced by love’s common theme

more than mere letters forming words
more than simply words on a page

voluminous, luminous top-selling tome of
truth verified on authority of one true author

a long-ago breathed, still breathing book
a living letter made alive by the lord of life

logos, the Word made flesh, God himself
fleshed out in gracious words of his son

sword of spirit that pierces mind and soul
cuts through deceit, defends against evil one

map to precious treasure of kingdom is not
to be pirated or buried but diligently studied

spill the treasure out to be spent by beggars
memorize the map to find the only way home

 

 

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free image – pixabay

falling~water~legacy

 

liquid laughter mists

refreshes ~ encourages

name means waterfall

 

 

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photo by lynn

life…as world turns

Join dVerse Poets where Lillian quotes Eccles. 3: 1-8, a time for everything.


 

“all is vanity,” says the preacher
life’s breath ~ “chasing after wind”

somewhere in the weary world
newborn baby first sucks in air
toddler tosses pebbles into pond
young girl twirls a wedding dance
farmer plants seed in hope of harvest
lovers laugh to embrace ~ weep, to not
developer digs dirt in hope of homes
man grieves loss of beloved wife
old woman stacks stones on beach
dying man expires with final sigh
somewhere in the weary world

“all is vanity,” says the preacher
life’s breath ~ “chasing after wind”

 

 

 

awayuki (light snow)

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photo by lynn

 

 

Linking to Frank Tassone’s haiku challenge…

taste & see

 

soul parched,

i need a sip
of living water

body famished,

i want a slice
of heaven’s bread

mind wearied,

i desire goblet
of wine divine

heart stained,

i wash in flow
of crimson blood

strength dead

i will rise to taste
celestial food

 

 


Joining Mish at dVerse Poets for quadrille #74 prompt on “sip”.

moonflower’s orbit

A tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…original haiku by Basho followed by 2-line renga response by me 🙂


 

slowly spring
is making an appearance
moon and plum
       fresh scent of opening buds
       wafts sweetly on white moonbeams

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image from Pinterest

crane and feathers
in a black robe
clouds of flowers
       hungry crane dips into pond
       scattered petals float away

a traveler’s heart
it also should look like
chinquapin flowers
        chinese chestnut tree in bloom
       curious tendrils reach out

moon past full
the beginning of a little more
darkness
       gibbous seasons slowly change
       beauty ripens over time

moon and flowers
the stupidity pricked by a needle
entering the colder season
       stark white stars piercing black night
       sharpness in the evening chill

first frost
when mums start to feel chilly
I get a cotton waist warmer
       it’s time for scarves and sweaters
      spring buds’ whispered memory

Haiku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
Renga © lynn__

in grandma’s eyes

 

Dear Babyface,
birthed by God’s grace;
let me hold you, kiss you, squeeze you,
while you’re sleeping, let me tease you:
misshapen head and wrinkly skin,
you sport a double…no, triple chin!
your pudgy nose is slightly pimpled,
your chubby cheeks are sweetly dimpled.
I admire all I see ‘cuz, Babyface,
you look like me!

 


I submitted this poem to Lyrical Iowa last year. It received 3rd Place in the “humorous verse” category and was published in their 2018 collection. Linking to dVerse Poets where Lillian hosts Open Link Night with “Ah, sweet youth” theme.

magnetic poetry: attract or repel?

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where does snow moon go?

Tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…with a twist!


 

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photo by lynn

full snow moon
stirs the ladybug
on cold bare branches

© Hamish

she rolls over in her sleep
shiny black spots reflect light

_____
dreaming of blossoms
snow covers dormant branches
honey bees warm hive

winter moon soon waning
pregnant apple tree will bud

© lynn__

 

imagine

 

it’s easy to imagine a snug log cabin in the woods
when you’re sipping tea on a quiet snowy day

it’s easy to imagine a cruise to a tropical island
when you’re trying on a pair of glamorous sunglasses

it’s easy to imagine hiking up a clear mountain trail
when you’re climbing stairs with another load of laundry

it’s easy to imagine lying on a private sandy beach
when you’re painting the house in hot summer sun

it’s easy to imagine speaking wisdom into the world
when you’re silent because you think no one is listening

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