The Marketplace of Life #poetry #lifeinUganda

 

 

 

greetings far and wide

hearts momentary grasp

a smile of shared kindness

if only this could last

 shallow are grey blue waters

when for another do not share

freedom used to ring

for gold we only care

daily the reminders

a smile so white and pure

a child trusts my hand

love is our world’s cure

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gathering place

happy red tomatoes

instant friends

 

The prompt for this week at Poet’s United Mid Week Motif is Independence.

That concept used to be so dear – now is a time when people are enslaved in so many ways.

 

Shoukan – Less Cold #haiku #winter

 

snow crystals

Photos of last January flow

Sun shines on white crystals

Pulling on boots and gloves

The shovel groans

“It’s too cold. Can’t we wait?”

I look at today’s forecast

Last year’s high is today’s low

I can enjoy my pictures of snow

(my shovel agrees)

****

rub hands together

last January’s photo

memory’s cold

 

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Shoukan or Less Cold. I confess I am enjoying above freezing temps.

Search #poetry #blogginganniversary

around the bend

What are you searching for? We are all looking for something: love,  fame, a change, meaning to life.  Don’t lose yourself as you are searching. Some of us do and then frantically have to find our way back. If you are a writer, express yourself and keep it fresh. If you are a painter, give yourself to the canvas. An athlete, put your heart and soul into the training. For every challenge keep aiming toward the finish line.

Simply put: search but don’t get lost!!!!

Looking for the start

path hasn’t been used in years

so many endings

I created a haibun from my very first wordpress blog post  Six years ago today! Not much has changed – I like so many are still searching. If anything, the answers are more clouded and frayed. And thank you to dear friends (you know who you are) – you have kept me inspired when giving up looked like the only option.

“Seek the LORD, All you humble of the earth Who have carried out His ordinances; Seek righteousness, seek humility Perhaps you will be hidden In the day of the LORD’S anger.”      ~ Zephaniah 2:3

Fawn #haiku

fawn

I came home this evening gasping in awe

so fresh are the white speckles on the fawn

She looks so calm with those big eyes

Her neck twists as she watches her resting twin

bending her legs she lays on the forest floor

Mothers never leave them when they are this young

the tears caress my eyelids

tomorrow they awaken to tomorrow’s challenge

tonite they rest under nature’s canopy

*

so new to the world

orphans in forest sanctuary

foraging alone

 

The prompt at Carep Diem Haiku Kai is Fawn.

 

Freedom’s Wings #poetry #july4th

corsair flag

It’s your moment

you look over the edge

no words can express

the exhilarating dread

*

what if I fall?

it seems I could fail

look up at the sky

freedom’s wings will prevail

*

I’ve been taught all I need

will it be quite enough?

to hold the scepter of truth

the first leap it is rough

*

blind I enter life

through the desert I have crawled

the journey  is bumpy

beneath liberty I’ll stand tall

*

Freedom

bird’s first flight

updraft has a price

This week at Poet’s United our challenge is to write a poem about Freedom.

Every country, every person has a different vantage point; all I would think would agree that there is a precious price to attain and maintain Freedom.

Fragile #haiku

eda moroshi   hi toshi yaburu    aki no kaze

fragile twigs
breaking off the scarlet papers
autumn winds

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

‘Toshi’ refers to a very fragile paper made in China. The idea of the poem was that even a fragile twig could tear the paper or the twigs were too fragile to hold on to the Autumn leaves.

I think of an old book

had been read for many ages

so aged, yellow and ripped

as I turned the pages

the words I embraced

for a final time they were read

final dust in my fingertips

 open book

A tree long ago

autumn winds flurry through text

words fragile as twigs

Fragile Twigs – a fine prompt from Kristjaan at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai