Mountain Thoughts – Haiku – November 5, 2015

blushing mountains
paint the world soft purple
touched by winter frost

one step at a time
climbing the highest mountain
three drops of rain

mountain wisdom
spills into the valley
a bubbling spring

© G.s.k. ‘15

Carpe Diem #850 Tsengel (volcano)

goraikou – haiku/haibun – July 20, 2015

Dawn

from the mountain
the sun dawns from the sea
like a god’s daughter

mountain sunrise
we watch night leave the valley
above the clouds

from Mount Fuji
sunrise creeps over the world
a new day born

© G.s.k. ‘15

Living in the mountains, it’s common to watch the sun rise over the mountains, but unless one goes to the mountain, it’s rare to watch the sun flow from over the valley, illuminating the mountain. I think one of the most beautiful and difficult subjects to write about is a sunrise seen from a mountain top.  I can only imagine standing on the crest of the mountain, still in the dark, looking towards the east as the sun begins to rise over the horizon and in the west, darkness still claiming the valley below and there in the middle …

standing in darkness
as illumination dawns
sunrise

© G.s.k. ‘15

Written for: Carpe Diem #785 goraikou or sunrise seen from a mountain top 

Morning Haiku – February 25, 2014

golden morning light
colors the mountains orange
bells strikes seven

 church tower stand
somber in first morning’s glow
dominating towns

sitting on the roof
taking in the morning sun
singer only peeps

almost a shadow
outlined by the mountains
sweet songster raps

small morning pleasures
presage a beautiful day
fingers crossed

Haiku: Antennas

 

sunshine water-fall

accenting  blue-green mountains

antennas…revere

 

Haiku: Morning

birds chitter cuckoo calls

first light over mountains shines

breathless welcomings

Free Verse: At last, I Am Home

Free Verse

At last,I Am Home

I love to travel

visiting with people

looking at new faces hearing new accents,

seeing the wonders of exciting new places!

The air seems so different,

the sounds and smells

fill my mind and soul!

Then the time comes to leave,

I sit beside the window in the train

saying my fond farewells…

At last, through the pass

I enter from the valleys into our region,

There!  I see the mountains!

Ah! Whether it is sunny or raining

my heart quickens

and I know

that at last

I am home.

Haiku: First Light

As the village sleeps

First day light softly kisses

The distant mountains.