Morning Haiku and Waka – February 18, 2015

 I really enjoyed this logo from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and thought I’d show it to you all …. truly delightful! The first two paintings one by Paul Cézanne and the second by George Seurat are part of two prompts for this months Carpe Diem Haiku Kai theme dedicated to Impressionism for which I wrote a haiku for each.  The tanka is about me.

Credits: Large Bathers – Paul Cézanne

bathing ladies
enjoying summer warmth
a man and his dog

Georges Seurat - A Sunday on La Grande Jatte -- 1884 - Google Art Project.jpg

A Sunday Afternoon – Georges Seurat

enjoying the warmth
Paris and spring afternoons
promenading

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another year gone
a new calendar begins
and still each year
seems like the one before
only the mirror changes

© G.s.k. ‘15

Morning haiku and Waka – February 7, 2015

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Archduke’s old pond
turtle’s pink and blue paths
water lilies

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reflecting night skies
fields atwinkle with fireflies
young lovers embrace

© G.s.k. ‘15

This post is written for two prompts at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai (I’m still trying to catch up!!!) Water Lilies:

Water Lilies - Claude Monet

Claude Monet

and Starry Night:

Vincent Van Gogh

The prompts written to accompany these two wonderful paintings can be found HERE (Water Lilies) and HERE (Starry Night) apart from the explanation of what one must do, and some lovely haiku examples,  there is also a very interesting piece about the life of Van Gogh ..well worth stopping to read it!

Morning Haiku and Waka – Poplars and Shadows – February 5, 2015

Credits: Poplars On The Epte – Monet

along the Po
miles and miles of poplars
levee guards

summer or winter
the poplars guard the cities
Veneto

As you can imagine from my haiku refers to Veneto, one of the North Eastern regions of Italy … but I could also have written Lombardi, but I have a soft spot in my heart for Veneto … the region of Verona, Padua and Venice.

All along the Po, which flows from the West to the East from somewhere in  Piedmont to the Adriatic Sea near Venice, over the years, levies have been erected to guard the low laying cities that have flourished along its course from floods … thought  they don’t always do their job and along these levies miles and miles of poplars have been planted.

In this area, unlike in Tuscany for example where cypress trees are used, the poplar delineates people’s property and sometimes decorate the long roads that lead to the main house of the large farms.

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long lithe shadows
reflections in the river
poplars in the Po

willowy ladies
standing near the levies
nature’s geisha

© G.s.k. ’15

This month is dedicated to impressions and impressionism in haiku.

 And here is a delightful haiku impression written by our host Chèvrefeuille:

poplars reflection
in the rippling brook –
no longer a poplar

© Chèvrefeuille

I’d also like to add here a reference to this month’s Haiku poet Fuyuko Tomita … I missed writing for this week’s special dedicated to her as my Internet connection was down. She’s a well-known haiku poetess and a Dutchman, her website can be found at:   www.fuyukotomita.com so that you can read more about her and of course see more of her haiku!  This week our host included this haiku to inspire us to write in the same sense, tone and spirit.

Wa ga kage yo ano kado kara wa omae hitori

Shadow,
when I turn the corner
you will be alone

© Fuyuko Tomita

I’d written but couldn’t publish:

in the night
this shadow feels alone
in cold darkness

© G.s.k. ’15

 

This post was written thanks to the inspirations of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Morning Haiku and Waka – Impressions – February 1, 2015

hot autumn wind
pink sun setting on the fields
a warbling finch

harvest over
fields of empty straw huts
old scarecrow is gone

last cicada song
swallows and ducks leaving
autumn sunset

smell the cut hay
in this hot fall afternoon
winter thoughts

© G.s.k. ‘15

Last week we read on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – that a haiku is more like an impression in the sense of the Impressionistic Movement during the 1870s and 1880s.  This month we will be practising and hopefully making this a part of our haiku “nature” … I personally love Impressionism and Post-Impressionism very much … and I do so agree that a haiku is not a snapshot of a situation … there’s no A-HA .. in a snapshot (usually) but it’s an impression!

Here is a haiku written by our host:

in the faint light
of the departing sun –
a sedge warbler sings

© Chèvrefeuille

Georges Seurat – Poetry Prompt #15 (Artistry)

Georges SeuratPointillism

Credits: Philadelphia Museum of Art

Grande Jatte – Credits: Philadelphia Museum of Art

Dots and more dots
Impressions
Of light and color …
Inventing pixels
Long before the thought was thunk
No digital camera
No fancy electronic app
Just brushes
Paint
And patience!
Georges Seurat:
Pixelventurer par excellence
Creator of vibrant worlds
Using just
Dots and more dots

Les Poseuses - Credit: Barnes Foundation, Philidelphia

Les Poseuses – Credit: Barnes Foundation, Philidelphia


This was written for Oloriel’s Poetry Prompt – We Drink Because We’re Poets

Free Verse: Impression

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Impressionists! I loved them all
Paul Gaughan or Vincent Van Gogh
and oh
Paul Signac or Georges Seurat;
those pointillists who made
with lots of little dots
impressions of people and of parks
in tenuous or vibrant colors!

Whilst I played today
with a faded, out of focus, photograph
trying to see what could be done…
dots of color came to fore!
And there it was
“Impression”
a sailboat with a spinnaker
in a sea of blue and green.

It’s not a masterpiece
no subtle work by Seurat
But it was fun to recreate
dotty art without a brush.

original photo

Free Verse: Flowers of My Mind

Free Verse

Flowers of My Mind

flowers_ 2I’m no doctor

to give out prescriptions

just a poor poet

with impressionistic

instincts

like Van Gogh

I want no drawing outline

put in

to see the world.

I like its messy blur

of colors that fade into colors

for this is how I see the world

a symphony

of light!

Alas,

I’ve yet to see

an atom

of happiness to draw

or justice for that matter…

emotions are a poets palette

but in the end

I know

that even here

emotions are

illusions

products of men’s souls

well…no not exactly

they’re real enough to me

but

in the indifferent

Universe

my lust and laws

are just

the flowers in my mind.