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.

Box of Memories #memories #haiku

hat box

flower covered box
lily scented contents spill 
memories inside

inside the hat box

scent of orchids–
like a foreign country
the sickle moon

© Kobayashi Issa

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Lily of the Valley. Something about that flower reminds me of my grandmother.

Thanks to friends like Charles Martin I am inspired each day to keep writing…

Carry On #ancestors #haiku

winter dad 001

tama-dana ni kanarazu kaze no fuku to iu

 

on the ancestors’ altar
without fail

a lucky wind blows 

© Issa

Light flickers

My father’s hands my son’s

memory’s smile

*

tears cover the trail

father steps into shadow

son clears the path

jon feet

 

The Carpe Diem prompt is Ancestors. Without our ancestors who / what would we be but a jumble of DNA. Instead  we have the privilege we carry on where our ancestors left off.

 

 

Beyond the Gate #haiku #photography

Life's gate

“Of all languages, Japanese is by far the richest in onomatopoeic elements, especially of the simpler variety, in which the sound of the word is directly an imitation of the thing.
I had never heard of onomatopoeia until I discovered haiku in the late eighties, but I learned through the years that haiku are made, written, composed for saying aloud twice (or more times). Haiku are written down but the essence of haiku is this onomatopoeia. How we say a thing is of more importance, of more significance, than what we say, the conscious meaning; for through the tones of the voice, the words chosen, their combination, the sounds echoing and reechoing one another, their concords suspended and reestablished, their discords sustained and resolved, through all this there is a music as free and yet as law-abiding as is that of the flute, the oboe and the violin.
Japanese is a language of sounds as we can see in the three-lined form of haiku with its 5-7-5 sound-units (or onji). Japanese people are part of nature, they are one with the sounds of nature and therefor haiku became what it is … the poetry of nature …”

~Kristjann Panneman

hi wa hi kure yo yo wa yo ake yo to naku kaeru

“day, ah, darken day!

night, ah, dawn away!”
chant the frogs

© Buson

We may summarize the function of onomatopoeia in the following way:

1.) The direct representation of the sounds of the outside world by the sounds of the voice;

 

2.) The representation of movement, or physical sensations other than that of sound;

 

3.) The representation of soul states. This is always indirect, unconscious, spontaneous. Great poetry depends chiefly for its effect upon this factor. It cannot be imitated or artificially produced;

 

clear drops

open the gate

she bubbles to life

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The haiku writing lesson is courtesy of Kristjaan Panneman at Chevrefeuilles Carpe Diem.

I am currently drawing the above gate.

Drawing

hand in active pursuit

eye joins in

gate 2

Spring’s Shadow #haiku

nukarumi ni tsue tsuppatte hatsuhi kana

planting my (walking) stick
in the mud: the rise of
the first sun
© Issa

fall bw

rabbit eats grass

her form in the cold forest

spring’s shadow waves

I saw leaves and twigs wave in the wind today that reminded me of the rabbit as she munches in the spring.

The Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt First Sun or Hatsuhi

A New Path #Newyear #journey #poetry

Awaken to a dawning day

over that hill lambs frolic and play

it does not promise absence of stones

there will be those times

you will feel all alone

while at another widening turn

as you boldly trudge

you honestly learn

to make your way into the light

suffer not of darkness’ fright

for where you go

persist to be

nearer warmth of heart of shackles free

walking stick

 

one foot forward

walking stick my companion

hike into New Year

toshidama cha doko wo megutte mata modoru

New Year’s gift of tea–
where did you go
on your journey back to me?

~Issa

“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.”
C.S. Lewis

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

God has never promised to solve our problems. He has not promised to answer our questions… He has promised to go with us. 
~Elisabeth Elliot

The path of the righteous is like the morning sun, shining ever brighter till the full light of day.

~Proverbs 4:18

Sharing a Happy New Year with the CDHK folks!

A New Day and a New Year is dawning holding many promises, many turns in the road. May your way be straight and filled with the hope of Light!

new year dawn