At Carpe Diem we were just introduced to Otagaki Rengetsu (1791-1895) A female poet who knew well the pains and suffering of the sojourner. Upon frost-withered arrowroot pelting vying hailstones— the cold within the sound. ~ Otagaki Rengetsu holding its breath nature waits on the edge of today cold taskmaster ©L. Moon An excellentContinue reading “Edge of Cold #haiku #photography #poem #storms”
all the machinery is oiled tucked away for another year hands are chapped and stained jeans are beyond repair long lines of jars are waiting for papa to put away * the air is filled with spice and the kids are keen tonight we bundle up jars of corn,potatoes, and beans given as an offeringContinue reading “Harvest Celebration #november #poetry #harvest”
long days of harvest purple fruit teases the sun hands are stained * purple stained children finger paint the scene shoes off, wine poured ** shoes on, wine poured oak casks now silent not too tired to dance I was reminded of the harvest at a friend’s winery a few years ago. Chevrefeuille’s Carpe DiemContinue reading “The Winery #poetry #haiku #harvest”
the green place that I’d known had been watered red and died nothing was left to atone the sun on that day must have cried Come on over to Pen of the Damned where there is an unusual reaping. Reaping the Harvest my newest dark poem seems oddly appropriate for the day our government in theContinue reading “Reap what we sow #dark #poetry #PEN”
never doubt love that shines ..
fields await our hands bountiful crops by our lands sounds of harvest * bundles harvest show community joined by work autumn’s blue ribbon Today’s kigo at Carpe Diem is straw bundles Photography © L. Moon 2013
golden face glow life stirs beneath your smile ready for harvest * celebrate harvest kids laughter in hay wagon stew on the fire * We lived in an agricultural area for years. How fun to celebrate the end of harvest by a bonfire of cornstalks and walnut limbs while the kids went on a moonlightContinue reading “Celebrate the Harvest Moon (Meigetsu) #haiku #poetry”
Harvest in photographs -one of the many signs of fall.
you sit so stately surrounded by a sea of green heather wafts in the breeze *** the clouds create an almost somber tone until the voices of children ring down the lane and the clop clop of draft horses resonates in the air *** you may be small but you are so much more thanContinue reading “Simple Community”
I live in the land of Ag or Agriculture. I wasn’t born here- I was born in a big city. Don’t get me wrong- I had plenty of experience feeding the chickens and mucking out stalls as a kid. I drove by the almond orchards this morning. The pink and white blossoms are intoxicating inContinue reading “Land of nuts, fruits, and cows – a blog”