Magnifying Glass #Newyear #2019 #Happynewyear

 Goodbye to a year that will be the past

  Adieu to our failed successes that don’t last

we wave a friendly blushing Ciao

Sayonara , gone for now

Magnify the things you’ve done

some things lost others won

rocks pulled from the soil

bread rising never to spoil

all of 2018 now behind

flash of 2019  momentarily blind

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last farewell to friends

 sun sets too soon over Nile

loved children smile

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New Horizon #haiku #happynewyear

 

Chill in new dawn

light reflects off distant storm

I stop to watch

Happy New Year to the folks at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Today’s prompt “First Light”

Thanks to the WordPress DPChallenge folks for the photo challenges in 2015! Today’s prompt – “Circle”

Memory #haiku #moon

yabu- iri ya  mamori- bukuro o  wasure kusa

Apprentice’s holiday:
a good-luck amulet
forgotten in the grass

© Buson

moonshine

waiting all year

dance to the memory

full moon in her eyes

This Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt is in celebration of a holiday that the servants were given: “Yabu-iri” literally “thicket-entering,” is an obscure season marker in haiku for spring (or late New Year). On about the sixteenth of the first month, servants and apprentices were allowed to go home for a short visit. This would have meant that the holiday started  with the full moon.

 

Rice Cakes #haiku #Newyear

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 

Yesterday’s New #dpchallenge #photography #poetry

… it flowed away from yesterday

journey’s path was set anew

what came between us

can’t be read in tomorrow’s news

let us leap toward a new day

one I see rising on the horizon

no need for a replay

let’s race to meet the sun

A new year is time for many things. Yes we can reflect on yesterday but there are new horizons to aim toward.

The Photo prompt for the DP Challenge at WordPress is NEW. Also linking to Nancy Merrill’s photography blog.

All New – Photography to enjoy!

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (daily post)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (from hiding to blogging)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (j. picks)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (the daily blabber)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (cee’s photography)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New  (just another nature . . . )

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (just snaps)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (jinan daily photo)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (let’s try this again)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (cardinal guzman)

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Weekly Photo Challenge: New (here and abroad)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (sfchapman)

Weekly Photo Challenge: New (Cardinalguzman)

The Journey’s Beginning #kikobun #haiku #Newyear

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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Cali coast

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

nautilus

 

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!!!

 

happy 2015

End of Things Beginning of Others #happynewyear #poetry #haiku #photography

Looking forward who will you be????? Happy New Year

looking forward

pulled toward unknown

where will this tunnel lead?

will I fall?

fail?

be turned about?

all things new

a year 

where uncertainty blooms

pick a petal

let it sail on the 

currents of yesterday

blown by tomorrow

no place to settle

change is inevitable

who will I be?

who will you be?

when the last leaf falls

the wind howls

directing our path

swirling us in the direction

who are we to become?

***

My reflection on the entrance to the New Year is also inspired by the work of Paul Coelho in his work Aleph

Beginning I strive

journeying to make things clear

face to face with my past

Thanks to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem and the year of wonderful inspiration including today’s Aleph aka Alpha

Frozen Fall #poetry #photography

frozen leaf

I am a captive

encapsulated between yesterday and today

frozen

I hang suspended

feeling

nothing

*

the skeleton of winter

wraps its fingers about me

taunting

 threatening my existence

and so I watch you go by

bundled up in a flurry of color

whimsical

you will wave in the New Year

while I wait for spring to catch what remains

Making A Way #poetry #photography #blackandwhite #winter #newyear

There is a way led by a smile even in a storm…

A whisper calls

frozen – hurts so much

no movement can I make

you strain to touch

can I climb above the fall

***

A smile beckons – warm

removes the empty, aching burn

touching me deep within

my will (tho faint) returns

I can survive this storm

Photography: “A way in the storm” L. Moon copyright 2012

I love effects that can be made with simple iphone photography. This is actually an un-named  sculptured sign in the National Gallery of Art. It seems far removed now in a snowy wayward place.

Resolution #photography #haiku #poetry

How does one change in a New Year? Toss all your yesterday’s away!!!

winter woods

Too frozen to feel

Cold lens viewing bitter pain

In resolve to change

*

In resolve to change

Cast the past into the wind

Toss yesterday away

*

Toss yesterday away

replaced with hope’s tomorows

Gone – discordant song

Photograph: “Winter Woods” copyright 2012 L. Moon

Faith & Entropy

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.

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