shwooshing

Joining in Frank Tassone‘s “Cold Moon” challenge…


 

cross country skiers
under december’s cold moon
track on virgin snow

night’s romantic trek ends with
hot wassail by yule log fire

 

Kinderpunsch-4

image: the daring gourmet

 

 

awayuki (light snow)

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photo by lynn

 

 

Linking to Frank Tassone’s haiku challenge…

wind vs. sun

Carpe Diem‘s “tan renga” challenge…add 2 line response to original haiku.

 

the cold wintry wind
is blowing so hard that
the sun sinks into the ocean

© Soseki

today, sun admits defeat
tomorrow, will rise stronger

© lynn__

sundown

image from pinterest

 

to survive snowstorm

across this frozen prairie, winter blows
strong blizzard gale bullwhips up fallen snow
we shiver, polar-cold, wind’s frightful roar
and add thick logs to embers burning low

such fierceness could freeze creature to the core
if wait exposed;  come, safe inside closed door
we offer mugs to drink in warming flow
and reminisce of summer sun-swept shores

 


Rubaiyat: The ruba’i is a classical Persian quatrain or double couplet of 4 lines and having rhyme scheme either AABA or AAAA. A collection of more than one quatrain is called a rubaiyat.

Edward Fitzgerald popularized the form in English. He chose iambic pentameter, generally 10-syllable lines with alternating accents, for the meter and used the AABA rhyme scheme. Having the unrhymed third line allows the poet to use that sound from the first quatrain as the main rhyming sound in the next quatrain, connecting the stanzas.

My thanks to Frank at dVerse Poets for this information on the rubaiyat form!

fuyu no tsuki

shifting-clouds-mask-moon

 

winter moon shining

framed by silhouette of tree

caught in cold night’s web

 

Linking to Frank Tassone‘s prompt on classical “winter moon” kigo…

on weathering spring snowstorm

This could be a lullaby or children’s poem but kind of romantic too…what do you think?    The repeating question and rhythm is similar to a wonderful children’s bedtime book, Where Does the Brown Bear Go? by Nicki Weiss. 

 

where do red robins go

my love, do you know

where do red robins go

when it snows?

 

they hide in evergreen

branches, soft and low

they hide in evergreens

when it snows.

 

but where do sparrows go

my love, do you know

where little sparrows go

when it blows?

 

they don’t mind the cold

watch the birds to know

how to cuddle ~this~ close

when it blows!

 

 

logo-napowrimo

cold that purifies

 

bare tree silhouettes

world iced in dazzling white

winter’s elegance

 

“Elegance is the correct posture if the writing is to be perfect. It’s the same with life: when all superfluous things have been discarded, we discover simplicity and concentration. The simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be, even though, at first, it may seem uncomfortable.”         – Paulo Coelho

Quote taken from Chevre’s prompt on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai