pregnant pause

Tan renga with Basho weekend meditation at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

begonia flowers
blooming in the colors
of a watermelon

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

 

deep red, variegated green
savor late summer’s fullness

© lynn__

 

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image from pixabay

 

soggy bottoms

Elsie at Ramblings of a Writer challenges us to write a poem using “water” and “thirst”. Mine is an “etheree” with ten lines, each of increasing syllables.


 

wet

when it
rains it pours

saturation,
precipitation,
weather aberration

water cannot drain away
groundwater rises, creek beds flood

farmers, crops and lawns thirst for sunshine
iowa’s summer uncommonly wet!

 

dreams at dusk

 

fireflies spark magic

blinking lawn lights mesmerize

summer’s faerie dreams

 

 

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image from wikihow/creative commons

 

summer solstice

Rhyming couplets with Frank at dVerse

 

notice yesterday’s date marked june twenty-one

means every day now we’ll see less of the sun

 

calendar says it was first day of summer

heat and humidity might be a bummer

 

we’ve had plenty of rain, thick clouds hide the sun

a hot sunny day watching ball sounds like fun!

 

 

for love of chlorophyll

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai where kigo (season word) is young maple leaves.

 

 

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photo by lynn

 young maple leaves

ecstasy of summer growth

in dappled sunlight

sunflower power

Joining Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s weekend challenge on sunflower theme.  I wrote the prose, followed by a haiku from our host!


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wild sunflower – photo by lynn

 

The sight of sunflowers warms my heart, although my farmer hubby says they’re a weed. I remember as a child planting a few sunflowers in the backyard on east side of detached garage. The plants grow faster than children and their sunny faces exude happiness bright as summer sun. When autumn comes, their smiles fade, petals dry, and seeds mature. Oh, what a joyous feast for the birds! Sparrows flutter and cling to droopy head to peck tasty seeds. We let them eat the raw seeds as we prefer the roasted, salted variety. Dad would have a bag along to ball games or car races where we’d leave striped shells scattered under the bleachers; shells sucked dry of salt until the tips of our tongues went numb. On vacation, I still thrill at roadside sightings of expansive fields of sunflowers; their golden heads tipped toward the sun. On my walks, spotting more diminutive wild versions in the ditches (NOT our fields) brings a smile to my face.

 

blooming sunflowers
reaching for the early light of the sun –
birds praise their Creator
© Chèvrefeuille

cicada song

Posting this haibun for dVerse Poets as we bid a long goodbye to sweet summertime.  Toni is hosting with an emphasis on “komorebi”, a Japanese word for the light that filters between trees…enjoy!

 

Our firstborn son’s house sits on a hill with a woodsy backyard and inviting patio where we celebrated mother’s day last spring. Now we embark on a final summer bike ride before our oldest grandchild starts school. It requires a little time and patience to find everyone’s helmet and shoes before hitching up the toddler carrier and deciding our route. To avoid riding on the busy narrow street, I and the two boys take a shortcut over grassy properties between shrubbery to meet grandpa and dad near the bike path.

My middle grandson points the way to “our lake” and we head down the steep path, gaining speed and testing brakes alternately. After a couple curves, the lake is in view below us. Wildflowers border the smooth concrete which ends at a dirt trail leading into the trees. Some tri-leaf plants look suspiciously like poison ivy so I google it while waiting with grandson for the other riders to catch up. His helmet is too loose and flops sideways again so I tighten the straps.

It’s gratifying to watch our son with his children at the lakeside park as he explores with them. We notice frogs of various sizes in the mud and a painted turtle on a submerged branch. My husband sits at lone picnic table with granddaughter as I try to keep up with the boys while maintaining a safe distance from a cattail swamp.

The sun plays hide and seek with puffy clouds above us and something, perhaps a fish, jumps as evidenced by the concentric rings expanding outward across the quiet water. The water too is partly cloudy, with some algael growth around its edges and a muddy bottom that gets stirred up by slightest movement of crawdad or minnow. A painted-lady butterfly flits from late dandelion head to wild morning glory bloom.

 

loud strumming in tree

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photo by lynn

camouflaged musician of

summer’s symphony

scared hare day

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photo by lynn

 

 

summer’s last litter

rabbit’s heart patters fast beat

sudden departure!

juicy goodness

Summer kigo theme at Carpe Diem is Japanese word,”kiichigo”, for raspberry.

 

our love has ripened

sweet fruit ready for picking

raspberry summer

 

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source: CDHK

 

leave a light on

 

soft summer moonlight

heaven’s night light shines on all

illuminates earth

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photo by lynn

 

maybe God’s like motel 6:

I’ll leave a light on for ya!

summer morning

Joining Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai as we write summer “dawn” haiku with particular attention to the phrase & fragment…

 

birds awaken dawn

with songs of adoration

sky blushes pink clouds

 

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old walking partner

husky out of element

farm wo-man’s best friend

animal wears thick fur coat

pants in sunshine, sheds summer

 


Join Elsie at Ramblings of a Writer for tanka challenge: animals & sunshine

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