Secrets of the Sea #haiku #sailing

sailboat

No one travels
Along this way but I,
This autumn evening.

– Matsuo Bashō

sepia sails

 brush strokes against yesterdays

alone on the sea

This Utabukuro goal  from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai  is to share a favorite haiku and create an all new one inspired on your favorite.

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I Dream at Night #poetry

 

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things

that escape those who dream only at night

Edgar Allan Poe

dark waters

 

 

Yearning for hot sea breeze

 eyes peer in the darkness

where only the moon sees

 deep is the awakening

curling of rouge wet lips

pressed against my own

caught in desire starlit

the waves rushing onward

hands hold me beneath the tide

where I gasp for air

longing to drown by your side

*

The prompt for the Midweek Motif at Poet’s United is “Night” .

Who doesn’t need a bit of hot spice on a summer’s night?

Drawing the Wave #poetry #photography

I tried to draw a wave today

but the eraser dust got in the way

tidal motion’s graceful  ease

children’s toes the waters tease

your salty spray my soul it bathes

and you energized by sun’s warm rays

the deepness holds our secret close

nighttime a dance that no one knows

treasures held beneath the mist

many sailors call you their one “mistress”

I won’t share what I drew today

the eraser dust got in the way

“Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end”
…Shakespeare

beach shadow

Waves is the prompt at Poet’s United Midweek Motif hosted for the first time by the treasured poet Sumana Roy. Do waves speak to you?

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

Thorns and All #poetry #photography

red rose

How many loved you

the way I did

 shadowy our days

 wings of abandon

beneath the crashing waves

*

how many loved you

listening for your step

on lips we sipped and grazed

moon light in your eyes

melting in your gaze

*

how many loved you

picked away the thorns

begged you back

petals plucked  away

you left the soil to crack

*

how many loved you

willing your return

have to staunch the burn

no beauty in your leaving

but pain we have to learn

Song’s Flight #haiku #poetry

Waves crash

my heart flooded

striving for flight

*

striving for flight

I reach for the sky

birds laugh at me

*

birds sing to me

I take flight on music

waves crash
*
This cascading haiku is inspired by the music of Adrian Von Ziegler

thanks to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem for the prompt and for the time he spends in inspiring us to write haiku.

Asleep in the Waves #tanrenga #photography

 


sheets of waves cover
asleep sea, lighthouse rotates
sparkling lullabies

© The Inner Zone

her skin radiates warmth

lighting the way

©moondustwriter

bare skin

The sea always seems to provide inspiration as does Kristjaan at Carpe Diem.

photography © L. Moon

Each Written Word #poetry #photography

Each word was a thread
an interwoven part
tears like dew drops
 from a broken heart
*
Each word was a plea
silent call to you
catching the phrase
before the wind it blew
*
Each word echoed love
tumbled in the waves
polished over time
waiting for the day
*
Each word a duet
a  poem in the dust
 inscribing now my fate
your embrace, I trust
*
Each word an inspiration
of stories that I live
 inked is the promise
etched upon my skin
*
While penning, what does a poet seek ~ Fame, understanding, love, expression?
This week’s Prompt from Verse First “Writer’s are lovers”
 “Writers are great lovers… and great lovers realize that they are what they love.” ~ Ginsberg
Dedicated to a  poet I have long revered
Photography is the © work of L. Moon 2013
poets united

Nowaki (windstorm) #haiku #poetry #photography

touched by the wind

storm waves part our path in two

left to walk alone

Kristjaan at Carpe Diem has done a lovely job of sharing a picture of kigo Nowaki and in the process has taken a walk in the storm with Basho. Enjoy Nowaki inspirations here 

 

Photography: Monterey Sands in black and white © L. Moon

Holding On #haiku #photography

pencil bird

Perched on life’s branch

Wind buffets about your wings

Confident you hold

***

Confident you hold

waves crest in foamy anger

storms don’t last forever

Today the prompt for Carpe Diem is Fortitude. For July, Kristjaan is pulling inspiration from the book “Manuscript found in Accra” by Paulo Coelho.  I was inspired by a bird who during a very bad storm wrapped its feet about a low branch of a young tree and hung on as the winds did blow.

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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