Loosing Spring #haiku #cherryblossoms

miren naku chiru mo sakura wa sakura kana

without regret
they fall and scatter…
cherry blossoms

~ Issa

cherry heart

 

tracing pink petals

night’s storm determines spring’s end

I leave my heart

The month’s Utabukuro (poembag) prompt by Kristjaan at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem asks us to take a favorite haiku (or tanka),  explain why you chose it, and write a haiku (or tanka) inspired by the first.

I was first introduced (at 8) to Issa and haiku. Though we didn’t have cherry blossoms where I lived, we created cherry trees on paper with india ink and pink tissue paper.  Haiku always signified art and cherry blossoms seem to sing/dance haiku as they tease and fly.

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April #atozchallenge

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No fooling

spring calls cherry blossoms to fly

nature in full bloom

cherry for haiku

Welcome to April and the A to Z challenge. This is my fifth year and every year has different challenges. I hope you can be refreshed by a moment of poetry.

Happy April (“A”)

What does April mean to you?

Visiting these folks today over at the Challenge:

Blossoms from Heaven #haiku #photography

hana ni uzumorete yume yori sugu ni shinan kana

covered with cherry blossoms

if I could die right now
in this dream of mine

© Ochi Etsujin (Tr. Gabi Greve)

Etsujin was a traveling companion and disciple of Basho. At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, we are celebrating (this month) the work of Basho and those he inspired.

 

 

Floating from heaven

children dance with spring

angels kiss my face

Cherry Blossom Carried Away

petal walk

such a malice
cherry blossoms in full bloom
the Spring wind!

© Chèvrefeuille

scattered at my feet

arctic cold grasps pink innocence

spring picks up pieces

 

children dance around her

adults gather in sad fare well

hands full of beauty

her essence floats off in the basin

tears mist away

faintest pink remains

brown and bruised by the wind

© L. Moon

My Cherry Blossom offering to Carpe Diem as a Solo No Renga

And with Poets United as we celebrate the Cherry Blossom

a touch of cherry

Everyone feels grief
when cherry blossoms scatter.
Might they then be tears–
those drops of moisture falling
in the gentle rains of spring? 
For those of you poets who have not submitted yet,  we would love your poems/haiku  to encourage the orphans of Ebola. To those who have thank you !!!
A teen from the Philipines submitted a beautiful poem today I was so humbled by her desire to help.