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

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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.

 

 

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.

 

Her Headstone #poetry #death #photography

grave poetry

The words in bold I pulled from a gravestone poem written by a grieving husband to his wife who had passed so young.

 

Charlotte

I spoke your name in harmony with the birds

now the marble holds memories cold

I held you hand through the bitterest of fights

now I trace your shadow as you slumber at night

the silvery clouds reflect your smile

I hear your sweet whispered tone

rustle through the breeze

as you say my name I freeze

a shiver runs through me

soft hands reach down for an embrace

we can never quite touch

I look  toward heaven far too much

longing to catch a glimpse of love’s trace

tears wet my brow that once held warm kisses

I struggle not to throw myself on the sea away

 I am yet buoyant on life’s ebbing waves

“May I be faithful to your name  my dear

never to forget kindness sent from above

delivered treasure from the one I love

Next to you my darling reserve for me a place”

 

 

sun behind clouds

I Remember… #poetry #haiku #ancestors

“Remembrance is a form of meeting”.

                                                                                                           ~Gibran

mabel

confident your steps

songs echoed in difficult shadows

laughter’s memory

 

My grandmother was a pioneer, a lover of life, a survivor. When she was told to put her daughter in a facility for retarded children, she refused. She spent her years loving, laughing and shedding an occasional tear. I always wanted to have her spirit – I hope I succeeded.

Who is the ancestor in your life that brings a vibrant memory?

Today’s prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is “Ancestor”

 

A Memory “M” #atozchallenge #poetry

M

 

Loose letters

compose a written memory…

“Look back

to a fragrant past 

but sadly one that didn’t last

not a promising future

there will never be

removing that circular band

you set me free.”

 tear streamed  I walk

facing heartache of the day

why so long did I stay?

circling about the regrets

I write on a page

ripping the fluttering story

 journal of myself now dead

handing it back to him

the answer circled in red

he had held on

hoping to gain

once again control

“Look back scoundrel

to a shattered past 

but sadly one that didn’t last

you broke it once

so hold it near

pieces of golden band

is all that’s dear”

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 Metaphor: A comparison that is made directly or indirectly, but in any case without pointing out the similarity by using words such as: like, as, or than,

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What do you think the metaphor in this poem is???

 

“One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”

A.A. Milne

A2Z-BADGE-000 [2014]

Wow we are half way through the A to Z challenge. How are you holding up???