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

image: the daring gourmet
posting poetic prose
07 Dec 2019 4 Comments
in tanka Tags: cold, fire, moon, skiers, snow, wasssail
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

image: the daring gourmet
29 Oct 2019 7 Comments
in haiku series, troiku Tags: crawdads, evening, fireflies, grass, minnows, moon, pool, prairie, summer, wind

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!
15 Oct 2019 Leave a comment
in haiku, senryu Tags: hunter, light, moon, sleep
october hunter
moon is hunting, haunting my
feigned sleep — bright night light!
10 Jun 2019 23 Comments
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 2 Comments
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 2 Comments
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 4 Comments
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!

25 Nov 2018 7 Comments
in classical haiku Tags: cold, moon, night, tree, winter

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…
16 Nov 2018 5 Comments
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
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 2 Comments
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

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Italicized “renga” responses © lynn. Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .
01 Oct 2018 5 Comments
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
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