27 Jul 2019
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: barn, birds, corn, crickets, lightning bugs, moon, stars
Listen to silent barn; cattle chores
finished when farmer turns out light
as darkness falls.
Listen to busy crickets, fiddle
incessantly from damp ditch grass
as darkness falls.
Listen to tall corn grow, stretching
and squeaking to whorled height
as darkness falls.
Listen to lightning bug wings
chirr while rising to spark new mate
as darkness falls.
Listen to killdeer warn their
nestlings to huddle in feather bed
as darkness falls.
Listen to far stars, singing ancient
alien lullaby with grandmother moon
as darkness falls.
A pastoral poem in six tercets, patterned after Jane Kenyon’s “Let Evening Come” and linked to Kim’s mini challenge at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
10 Jun 2019
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: bull, elk, miner, moon, pack, wolves
Inside a rustic cabin deep in Yukon territory, an old miner seasoned a simmering pot of venison stew.
Stroking his grizzled chin, he thought about the majestic elk herd he’d encountered migrating through a mountain meadow late that afternoon: one dominant young bull calling a large group of cows and calves to follow. After the herd disappeared over a ridge, a straggler came stumbling out of the trees: an old bull, wild-eyed and abandoned. Somehow he’d felt a kindred spirit to the animal…
Later, eerie howls of wolves on their twilight hunt woke him. He stirred the fire’s embers before going outside in the dark to check on his pack mule. Under waning moon, he was fumbling with the cabin latch on his return when far away an interrupted cry of the lone elk was heard as the hungry pack took him down.
An exercise in “prosery” for dVerse where Bjorn challenges us to write flash fiction of 144 words (exactly!) and include the phrase (from Robert Frost) in italics above.
23 Mar 2019
by lynn__
in haibun, haiku series
Tags: coin, earth, high wire, marble, moon
After sunrise early one morning, I watched the full moon still hovering in the pale western sky. Momentarily, it appeared as a bright shiny coin balanced on an electric line; a high wire act, ready to roll like a big white marble down a track; a cosmic toy staged by a playful Designer. I wondered if the weight of it would bend the wire low to the ground causing sparks or if it would tip off and crash to earth, creating a sizable crater. As I observed, it fell…slow motion…through the wires and was caught safely in net of bare tree branches, averting disaster. The earth turned, the water tank filled, and I went back to chores.
(VI.)
starlight’s beauty fades
overwhelmed by sun’s glory
full moon in retreat
Linking to Carpe Diem‘s retreat…this haiku is #6 in my joy of light series.
24 Feb 2019
by lynn__
in tan renga
Tags: chestnut, crane, flowers, frost, moon, spring, traveler
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
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__
03 Dec 2018
by lynn__
in decastitch, rhyming verse
Tags: angels, candles, carolers, fire, light, moon, stars
Decastitch poem of 10 lines, 10 syllables each; see Elsie at Ramblings of a Writer.
angels illuminate this holy night
wreath of candles on table flickers bright
white lights twinkle from pine branches in snow
winter moon on velvet night sheds soft glow
joyful gleam in children’s eyes wait to see
shimmering garlands encircle the tree
carolers who sing under lamp post’s glare
gather near fire’s hearth with stories to share
each window mirrors shining stars’ array
celebrate light of the world born today
Decided to expand it for smoother reading out loud…at our Christmas Eve service!
As angels illuminated this holy night,
we light wreath of candles flickering bright.
White lights twinkle from pine branches in snow,
winter moon on velvet night sheds softer glow.
Joyful gleam in child’s eyes waiting to see
shimmering tinsel garlands encircle the tree.
Carolers, who sing under lamp post’s glare,
will gather near fire’s hearth with stories to share.
Each window reflects a star pointing the way
as we celebrate the Light of the World today!
16 Nov 2018
by lynn__
in fusion haiku, haiku series
Tags: boat, egret, fish, moon, pine tree, waves
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__
03 Nov 2018
by lynn__
in renga
Tags: cicada, heron, house, lonely, moon, river, water
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
wikipedia
Italicized “renga” responses © lynn. Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .
01 Oct 2018
by lynn__
in haiku, senryu
Tags: cherry blossoms, friend, memories, moon
First haiku by Basho, second a revision by me…linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
samazama no koto omoidasu sakura kana
how many, many things
they call to mind
these cherry-blossoms!
recall, my friend, those
cherry blossom memories!
…many moons ago
Photo by Joel Neff on Unsplash
30 Jun 2018
by lynn__
in haiku, renga
Tags: crow, junk, koi, moon, sea, watchman
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s ”Renga Challenge” create a renga with haiku by Basho.
rainy season
sea glow lights held up
by the night watchman
pale koi bubble to surface
paddle junk into harbor
the blue sea
in waves smelling of saké
tonight’s full moon
sitting with friend on the beach
quietly sip from warm cup
on a bare branch
a crow settled down
autumn evening
vermillion koyo fallen
colors faded with sunset
Haiku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold) Renga response © lynn__
08 May 2018
by lynn__
in tan renga, tanka
Tags: dreams, inn, moon, purple, traveler, wisteria
Kortney at Tweetspeak Poetry hosts Monday prompts, tanka this week.
I come weary,
In search of an inn—
Ah! these wisteria flowers!
–by Matsuo Basho, translated by William George Aston
purple moon blooms in doorway
scent welcomes dream traveler
– by lynn
image: groupon.co.uk
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