you leave before dawn
a captive of wintry frost
kiss on the window
The prompt at Carpe Diem’s “Throw that pebble” is Frost.
you leave before dawn
a captive of wintry frost
kiss on the window
The prompt at Carpe Diem’s “Throw that pebble” is Frost.
a mark on the world
flower offers a yellow kiss
spring’s exclamation
Here’s one for the bees (who people so often run away from). These little creatures diligently keep our world alive.
Our host at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai has once again offered a wonderful prompt.
Lost in the snow
cherry petal path
dreams of home
Hatsuyume is the Japanese word for the first dream had in the new year and that is our prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai “First Dream”
float on the breeze
rainbow dances with the sun
ancient memories
Take a whirl on Sunday with Carpe Diem – the prompt is the above image.
abandoned house
the garden taken over –
butterfly home
© Iio Sogi (Tr. Chèvrefeuille)
feverish color
Butterfly shares refreshment
warm hand
I’m challenged to provide a juxtaposition in the text which I am not sure I have done, but I tried to create a symbiosis in the verse and art.
This wonderful Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt inspired by Kristjaan and Sogi (and the butterfly)
Kagamimochi is a special traditional Japanese decoration for the New Year, usually displayed inside the house in the kamidana, for Toshigami, the god of the new year, to bring good luck and prosperity in the new year.
Kagamimochi is made from two rice cakes (mochi) of different sizes, the smaller placed over the larger one, and a daidai, a Japanese type of bitter orange placed on top. In some versions, the mochi are placed on a konbu sheet, a symbol of pleasure and joy.
small joy
big celebration
toasting with rice cakes
The current prompt for Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Rice Cakes
nukarumi ni tsue tsuppatte hatsuhi kana
planting my (walking) stick
in the mud: the rise of
the first sun
© Issa
rabbit eats grass
her form in the cold forest
spring’s shadow waves
I saw leaves and twigs wave in the wind today that reminded me of the rabbit as she munches in the spring.
The Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt First Sun or Hatsuhi
Here is what Professor Peipei Qiu, The Author of Bashô and the Dao says about kikôbun, a similar style of writing to haibun:
‛The Japanese literary travel journal (kikôbun) has been closely related to poetry. It characteristically weaves poems and the introductory narratives in a sequential order. The travel journals that existed before Bashô were often written in a first-person voice, with the traveler’s itinerary revolving around the classical poetic toponym (utamakura or meisho) and the narrative centering on poems composed about them.
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It had been a long, dusty arduous trail. My guide had told me of a cave that was hidden beneath the sea in the winter. I shook my head as I watched crustaceans bask in the warm sandy sun. My foot was caught in an old threaded trap left behind a century before, and I tumbled down a steep incline. I was left behind as the tenth victim of the sea or the so the report would say. When my head was free of its cobwebs, I beheld an brilliant sight – the cave.
Only the deep can sing praises of silken beauties. I could tickle the sea flowers that waved to me in a dance of purples and greens. I laughed as the big sea turtles paddled by the old forgotten wreck. I had fallen into a paradise that none could see. Was I a mermaid or a dead sea sprite left to haunt the sea foam forever? The gold in the broken open chests were nothing in comparison to the living treasure that swam about for my favor.
I learned to breathe water and sing the old sailor’s tales. I was part of that forgotten world. Each day I collected shells like cherished memories for another time. Then it happened with a flash. I opened my eyes to splashes of light and popping noises. All those about me clapped and shouted something. As I gathered my bearings, I held one gold piece and an old strand of pearls. No one noticed as I gathered a handful of seaweed and faced toward tomorrow and the place where my journey had begun.
Lost to the year
golden world beneath the sea
path finds me
This prompt of the Kikobun is the last for the 2014 year for Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem. Thanks to Hamish Gunn and the work he spent preparing this prompt.
Wishing each of you a fanciful New Year filled with treasures and memories!!!
Today our prompt at Carpe Diem is departing year, and it is extracted from Jane Reichhold’s “A Dictionary of Haiku” … it’s a nice prompt I think and it fits (of course) the time of year … Here is Jane’s example of this prompt:
slow rains
as if leaves were falling
at winter’s end
over my shoulder
snow blanketed memories
walking away
keep straight down this block,
then turn right where you will find
a peach tree blooming
© Richard Wright
bumping into you
constantly looking up
so much to see
I love the realistic haiku of Richard Wright- he gives haiku a new voice!
Please enjoy other haiku in the same stream over at Carpe Diem Haiku Special
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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