Haiku Horizons: Forget – Haiku – November 5, 2015

autumn tree perspective _bw

forget rain and storms
here’s a moment of sunshine
November morning

the cicada sings
forget that winter has come
just listen

morning sunrise
shadows play in the park
among red leaves
forget dirges and laments
the day has just begun

© G.s.k. ‘15

Solace – August 29, 2014

In the hallowed hall of Bedlam,
The lady seemed to lie sleeping
Inside her crystal coffin
As the people looked on and sighed …

Wise men often pondered,
On her untimely passing:
What could have brought her solace
In her lonely hours of mourning?

The spiral of her depression
Took her into the deepest holes of sadness,
Veined with pitch black melancholy
Unrelieved by joyous laughter.

No answer have they found
That suits their somber query
For to prevent her daughter’s passing
In the same unhappy manner.

Red Wolf Poems: List of words as picked by Sabra and she’s picked one word each from last week’s poems submitted as follows:

Viv: hall
Abby: holes
Barbara: sleeping
Hannah: spiral
Rosyln: moment
Anya: dismissed
Debi: looked
Jules: suits
Irene: pondered
Laura: veined
Pat: solace

Writing With Chiyo-Ni (4) “That’s all there is” July 21, 2014

Today we visit with the world renowned poetess Chiyo-Ni.  Carpe Diem Haiku Kai dedicates this post to the people who died when their airplane of Malaysia Airlines was shot down recently over the Ukraine killing 298 people of which 192 were Dutch. The Netherlands and the world  mourns them.

Chèvrefeuille has chosen this haiku to express that mourning:
cool clear water
and fireflies that vanish
that is all there is…

© Chiyo-Ni

Rain drops

This is Chèvrefeuilles haiku:

lost lives
leaving just tears –
morning dew

© Chèvrefeuille

 

And now I will attempt this difficult task:

smiling laughter
under the Ukraine stars
then silence

© G.s.k. ’14

For Carlo, A Dear Friend

The first time I saw your eyes,
After her funeral
There was the void she’d left,
That dark cloud of grief,
Which we all said would pass
For we felt that,
All time heals sadness.

But, she was your sun,
Alas now set.
Months have  passed,
And you’ve become spent
No sun rises for you,
There is no light at dawn.

And your smile…
Which brightened our days
Is now darkend,
Like an unlit moon…
Your sun has gone,
Has risen no more.
Your smile has no light to give.

Now when we meet,
Each time you say sadly,
“My bride is dead.”
and then you repeat:
“They say the pain passes,
But it never goes away.”

My heart grows heavy,
For we rarely meet,
You are a ghost now,
Someone I cannot touch.
You my dearest friend,
Have entered the tomb,
With your dead bride’s corpse.

This was inspired of course by Carlo, but the first writing was for Trifextra yesterday.  I wrote this yesterday as well, but for the Poet’s Corner….