summer evening

firefly

longing for the grass
at the bottom of the pool
those fireflies.

© Buson

longing for the grass
blades wave under prairie wind
rustle in ditches

at bottom of pool
crawdads and minnows asleep
moon passes over

elusive fireflies
hide in long grasses near pond
flicker on and off

© lynn

 


Image and troiku challenge celebrating Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s 7th anniversary!

frost poetry season

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The season’s first frost woke me early so playing magnetic poetry online …

joy of light series

Continuing series for retreat at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai….

 

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sun burns away fog

coaxes spring’s newly green grass

sparrows twitter joy

 

joy of light series

Haiku written for today’s “hourglass” challenge and starting the 30-day “joy of light” series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, with host, Chévrefeuille.


 

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sparkling drops of dew

wet jewels on blades of grassshimmering dew

reflect bright sunlight

 

 

 

 

 

a fresh intuition

 

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(magnetic poetry online)

taka tanka

“Taka” is Japanese word for hawk. “Tanka”is Japanese poetry form.

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red-tailed predator

eyes alert, talons sharpened,

silent as fence post

waits for slightest rustling

small creature disturbs switch grass

 

 

peace…and quiet?

 

pack me light

stamped for camp

undress the stress

in quiet wilderness

 

where grass rustles

stream gurgles clear

beaver crew bustles

clouds thunder near

 

meadow lark sings

mosquitos start riot

forest tree rings

stones, alone, silent

 


Listen to the “sounds of silence” with Dwight tonight at dVerse Poets pub…

 

white Christmas (lite)

 

blanc fluff dusts tips of

evergreen branches; softens

brittle spikes of frozen grass

walk in the light

“In your light we see light.”  -Ps.36:9b

 

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morning prayer path

first rays enlighten ditches

grass gives thanks for dew

 

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evening worship walk

sunset illumines grain fields

God whispers his love

 

(photos by lynn)

 

 

 

but Ava knew Jesus

-with prayers for family of Ava Dieleman

 

why four-year-olds die?

life brittle as frosted grass

bleak october day

God listens to our lament

frozen tears in his bottle

 

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“Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever.” Isaiah 40:8

photo credit: CDHK

photo credit: Carpe Diem Haiku Kai