suwari taru fune ni neteiru atsusa kana
in a boat grounded at low tide,
taking a nap
in the summer heat!
© Yosa Buson
swaying with the tide
my dreams roll with the waves
rope’s gentle tug
On a warm summer’s afternoon, it is easy to doze into a nap filled with dreams. The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Nap
alone with my fears
oars barely strike the surface
boat is shoaled
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can you spare a dime
my eyes hunger for the past
my cart empty
This week’s Carpe Diem Haiku Kai writing challenge is to try our hand at Wabi Sabi.
Kristjaan breaks down the two concepts:
“Sabi: As fascinated as Westerners have become with the word, the Japanese have maintained for centuries that no one can really, truly comprehend what sabi really is and thus, they change its definition according to their moods. Bill Higginson, in The Haiku Handbook, calls sabi – “(patina/loneliness) Beauty with a sense of loneliness in time, akin to, but deeper than, nostalgia.” Suzuki maintains that sabi is “loneliness” or“solitude” but that it can also be “miserable”, “insignificant”, and “pitiable”, “asymmetry” and “poverty”. Donald Keene sees sabi as “an understatement hinting at great depths”.
The Technique of Wabi:
The twin brother to sabi who has as many personas can be defined as “(WAH-BEE)-poverty- Beauty judged to be the result of living simply. Frayed and faded Levis have the wabi that bleached designer jeans can never achieve.”
Early the sea fills his nostrils
passion rises in his eyes
dawn glows on his face
she awaits his rough hands
casting off her sails billow
they crash against incoming tide
laughing they meet the day
she tastes the bitter dawn
her steps etched into the widows walk
so many tears shed how many remain
her fingers trace his horizon
crisp white sails against golden sunrise
her heart flutters willing him home
silent prayers for her fisherman
They pulled me from my world
where seals and dolphin play
moonlight bore my charms
she’d glisten and she’d sway
I listen for the splash
feel the foam against my hull
just for one lusty moment
in rolling waves I’m lulled
The wordpress photochallange for the coming week is the Sea. I just spent the week at home (by the sea) so I am overjoyed to share a few shots
Photography: “Hull” and “Sea Foam Line” © L. Moon 2013
Some excellent shots to enjoy:
She must have really loved him
She waited patiently
Year after year
Read letters and cards
Still no one near
She hoped and prayed
For him to be safe
For him to come home
For time to pass
not wanting to be alone
What was it she saw
What was it she feared
Was it being at war
Or just not being near
She loved him the day
He got off the boat
Threw up her arms
threw away her tears
now for what she had hoped
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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