dreamy sailor
lulled by the sound of the waves
from hospital bed
haiku
up towards blue skies
ocean waves angrily slapping shore
crashing against black rocks
haiku
in blustery conditions
zephyrs carry ocean scents
and siren’s sorrowful song
haiku
Response to Carpe Diem’s Leafless Tree #1 introduction “beautiful waves”
wine cup
don’t drop in any dirt
village swallows
meticulous architects
gather supplies for their nest
more reassuring
than in a dream
the real hawk
burnished relics discovered
floating down silver river
wearing a paper robe
even if it gets wet
picking flowers in the rain
amid torrential downpours –
budding rainbow symphony
now farewell
for snow viewing we’ll fall down
until we get there
white delicate confetti
falls down upon my shoulders
go naked
one needs to wear more clothes
in February’s storm **
beneath thread-barren cotton
good-intentioned activists
frozen dew
a dry brush draws
clear water *
painting porcelain picture –
blue butterfly in white skies
© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold; taken from “Basho, the complete haiku”)
renga
Response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #55 Renga With Basho Hineri … picking flowers in the rain
I spy with me wee eyes…
content babe sleeping with her little teddy
haiku/senryu
geared-up
two invigorated pugilists readying for a daily boxing lesson
watchful eye
scrupulous attention –
faithful mother
watches over her young chicks
haiku
possibilities
She turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were as dark as the ocean depths. He felt as if she could see deep into his soul. But if she could, why wasn’t she frowning at him? Why wasn’t she turning away?
short story
I spy with me wee eyes…
secret admirers surprising their friend with a floral keepsake
haiku/senryu
