Morning Haiku and Waka – haiku – November 14, 2014


hidden in clouds
intimacy protected
the Veiled Mount

in the misty dawn
somewhere near the Veiled Mount
a cuckoo calls

moonlit night
skiers descent the Veiled Mount
– iridescent chain

(c) G.s.k. ’14

I’m linking this to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai (click the link for the full post) … the prompt is Mount Fuji , which I’ve only seen in photographs so, with all the mountains I have around me, I thought I’d choose one of ours. The Veiled Mount is the mount (we can’t call it a hill, but I’m informed it’s not quite a proper mountain – Trentini are very particular about these details) got its name because it is often veiled in clouds.  This photo is from a different angle than you usually see from my photos.

Here are some great haiku about Mount Fuji:

katatsuburi soro-soro nobore fuji no yama

little snail
inch by inch, climb
Mount Fuji!
© Issa

hatsu-gatsuo tsuide nagara mo fuji (no) yama

right after
summer’s first bonito –
Mount Fuji

© Issa

mannaka ni fuji sobietari kuni no haru

in the centre,
mount Fuji towers up:
spring in our country
© Sho-u

fuji hitotsu uzumi nokoshite wakaba kana

only Mount Fuji
is not covered with them –
fresh new leaves

© Buson


And here’s the great Basho:

fuji no kaze ya ogi ni nosete edo miyage

wind from Mount Fuji –
carrying it in my fan,
a souvenir for those in Edo

© Basho

Credits: Mount Fuji Woodblock print by Utagawa Hiroshige (1797-1858)


A Remade Studebaker – Friday Fictioneers – November 7, 2014

PHOTO PROMPT - Copyright - Jean L. Hays

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Jean L. Hays

She hates growing old.

She’s wearing high heels and red tights under her Japanese-like white silk kimono. Large sequined sunglasses rest on her nose. Her hair should be white but it’s raven black, you can see a white halo around her scalp.

She changes her ‘mise’ at least three times a day, then goes for a walk around town, strutting like a peacock.  Everybody recognizes her but no one ever talks to her.

She’s a remade 1950s Studebaker trying to look like a Mercedes-Benz sports car.

guising from herself
hiding from her fear of life
in mummer’s rags

(c) G.s.k. ’14

Linked to Friday Fictioneers

Morning Haiku and Waka – November 6, 2014


sunrise on the rain
the birds don’t seem to mind
– singing in the birch

down in the valley
the bus winds past in the night
– like a glow-worm

little finch
warbling under the rain
like Gene Kelly

just overnight
Sarca valley turned deep brown
November cold snap

Clouds – Time Glass Challenge – November 4, 2014

mountain clouds

mountain clouds

in early morning
clouds shroud the mountain-side
November rain

mums in the valley
fill Arco’s cemeteries –
with clouds of color

(c) G.s.k. ’14

Linked to the Time Glass Challenge – Carpe Diem Haiku 

Other haiku can be read on my Blogger posts: Bastet’s Waka Library