Wordle MLMM- Three Dodoitsu – April 12, 2016

 

Week 105

needless painful heartbreak comes
upon each awakening
with monumental effort
she fills empty space

the macrocosm of love
where’s the sweet of philosophy
of subtle nuzzling ’til noon
[lovingly kissing]

it would lacerate her soul
to indiscreetly reveal
the history of her people
[she’s monachopsis]

© G.s.k. ‘16

 

 

“Dodoitsu is a form of Japanese poetry developed towards the end of the Edo Period. Often concerning love or work, and usually comical, Dodoitsu poems consist of four lines with the syllabic structure 7-7-7-5 and no rhyme or metre.

It was a traditional form for popular and folk songs and the name (“quickly city to city”) appears to refer to the speed with which such new songs spread. In Japanese, the “dodoitsu” contains twenty-six sound units (onji) composed of four phrases in 7-7-7-5 sound units. It’s hard to find examples of “dodoitsu” among literature because most of these songs, sung accompanied with the shamisen (a banjo-like instrument with three strings), relied on the oral tradition and are therefore lost to us. Since the subject matter was either love or humor as viewed by inhabitants of the pleasure quarters, the existing works have attracted very little attention in English.”

 

Wordle #105 “April 11th, 2016” Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie

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Happy Day 12 of NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo, all!

 

Morning Haiku and Waka – August 29, 2015

there, in the dawn each morning
a promise seems to linger
something new will come about
but then it passes

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hear the bells
like every morning they chime
echoing at dawn
then the silence pulses
inside like a waterfall

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an old dusty trail
wind-blown and rutted
a banjo plays
somewhere in my memory
hides the Grand Ole Opry

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Saturday morning I think of pancakes – Mom in the kitchen humming.

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Late summer – their chicks grown,  the swallows fill the morning sky in silence.

© G.s.k. ‘15

And still more every day life – Dodoitsu – August 27, 2015

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He walked along the pathway
Without signposts or road maps
Until he arrived one day
At a ripe old age

Hear the shamisen weeping
This song was written for you
Lost in long spent tragedies
Poor wayward lover

Cherry blossoms now long gone
The fruit of the tree eaten
Here under the bare tree stands
The lady –  Winter

Drip drip drip of falling rain
Tip tapping on my Quechua
And I lay and contemplate
Hot coffee and toast

© G.s.k. ‘15

a Quechua 

 

Dodoitsu is a form of Japanese poetry developed towards the end of the Edo Period. Often concerning love or work, and usually comical, Dodoitsu poems consist of four lines with the syllabic structure 7-7-7-5 and no rhyme or metre. – Chèvrefeuille

Love Like Raindrops

Love, like raindrops falling down
Embraced the dried barren earth
Each drop a soothing caress
That softens… and wins.

© CynthiaBuhain-Baello (2015)

One Night

one night I searched for a star
what I found was a full moon
now my every day is
full of shooting stars

© Ben Gieske (2012)

her shadow on the white wall
her nude silhouette arouses me
I smell her fragile perfume
Honeysuckle blooms


© Chèvrefeuille

This post was written for:

Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #58 Dodoitsu