remembrances

Challenge at CDHK to create an original “fusion” haiku from two classics and then use each line to write a “troiku” series of three more haiku.  Here’s my attempt…

 

crystal brook
reflects the willow trees
birds sing their song

sweet perfume
memories of a loved one
Jasmine blossom

© Yozakura

brook’s crystal waters

reflect sweet jasmine blossoms

scented memories

© lynn

brook’s crystal waters

brace trout swimming upstream

bait hook with fly lure

 

sweet jasmine blossoms

speak white-petaled wisdom’s way

nurture tender vines

 

scented memories

of father and mother’s love

listen to bird song

 

 

 

 

phishing philosophy 101

 

Dad tried to teach brother and I to fish

by mountain lakes where rainbow trout fins swish.

We’d load the car with lunch, our gear, and bait;

sweet summer’s day together filled our wish.

We learned sharp hooks make earthworms twist about!

Dad warned us to “Be quiet” till he’d shout —

our lines were tangled up, both bobbers lost.

We tried his patience more than any trout.

Sometimes we fished for hours on shore of lake,

yet no fish worthwhile eating would we take.

We cast our lines along with hopes and dreams;

fond mem’ries we hold close of summer break.

Dad, thanks for all the things you taught us right

It’s true in life that fish don’t always bite!

___________

(a sonnet of 14 lines: 3 quatrains in iambic pentameter

with AABA rhyme, plus final couplet)