November 21, 2017 (haiku)

 

spring snowdrops
(now loam feeding worms)
winter’s memory

gsk’17

inspired by:

With Earth’s first Clay They did the Last Man’s knead,
And then of the Last Harvest sowed the Seed:
Yea, the first Morning of Creation wrote
What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read.

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Poet’s Corner

 

Hymn to Aten – Tanka – August 11, 2015

Credits: Aten disk

Ah majestic Re
visiting the world each day
you give light and life
to all of your creation
bright, beautiful, big and small

© G.s.k. ‘15

Written for: Carpe Diem #794 Hymn to the Aten (CD Distillation) Where I just distilled the first stanza of the hymn:

+ Splendid you rise in heaven’s lightland,
O living Aten, creator of life!
When you have dawned in eastern lightland,
You fill every land with your beauty.
You are beauteous, great, radiant,
High over every land;
Your rays embrace the lands,
To the limit of all that you made.
Being Re, you reach their limits,
You bend them for the son whom you love;
Though you are far, your rays are on earth,
Though one sees you, your strides are unseen.

Morning Haiku and Waka – April 22, 2015

wind water and sun
united within as one
– I am alive

even in this dawn
soft wind caresses the dawn
at one with nature
I sing a life song of joy
– today I am alive

© G.s.k. ‘15

For CDHK – Distillation: a poem by Scott Momaday

The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee

I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and the pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these things

You see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to the gods
I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful
I stand in good relation to the daughter of Tsen-tainte
You see, I am alive, I am alive

© N. Scott Momaday

Also linked to Dawn Mist at Walking with Sekhmet

Lotus – Haiku Distillation

Waterlily

Lotus

heart lotus bloomed
dreaming I sought the flower
unknowing t’was mine

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The object of Carpe Diem’s Distillation is to “distill” a longer poem into a haiku trying to keep it’s “fragance”  This is the poem from which I distilled above:

Lotus

On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.

That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.

I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.

Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

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Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Distillation

(The haiga was made last year and I’m using it only for the flower it is not part of the challenge. 😉 )