youth’s days numbered

 

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.

 

greatest show on earth

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.

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__

time to shine

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!

 

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fuyu no tsuki

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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…

nocturnal meditation

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__

river of sustenance

 

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

 

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Italicized “renga” responses © lynn.  Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .

Basho revisited

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

 

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Photo by Joel Neff on Unsplash

 

renga with basho

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__

purple dreams

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

 

tidal hypnosis

 

man in the moon smiles

beckons to insomniacs

come, be mesmerized

 

Unknown

moon lamp

 

on a silent night

 

Here I use a haiku by Chevrefeuille to create a “troiku” which is a unique form invented by our host at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.  Like a Russian troika, the original haiku is the “sleigh” pulled by the 3 “horses”/haiku verses.


 

silent night

snow falls softly on the graveyard

the Savior is born

©Chevrefeuille

 

on a silent night

cold moon casts wolf’s grey shadow

abrupt bunny tracks

_____

snow falls softly on

the graveyard where family

lays fir bough wreath

_____

the Savior is born!

child in manger embodies

resurrection hope

© lynn__

 

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