Poppies – Haiku Review – February 12, 2015


poppies among graves
our crosses marking rows
silenced nature

scarlet as roses in the arbour
poppies in the fields

poppies and daisy’s
fields covered in red and white
hazy summer dreams

flowering grape vines
tattered by the summer storms
poppies flourish

their mothers call
daisy chains are abandoned
among the poppies
delicate beauties
so frail and so short lived
poppies and snow

© G.s.k. ‘15

The last haiku is a late arrival … inspired by Robert Burns quote on pleasure …

Carpe Diem – Tan Renga

We all should know how renga works, but just to remind you, in the past, haiku didn’t exist as a stand alone poem…though there were of course some that did stand alone but they were not called haiku but hokku.  The hokku was usually part of another poem.  A renga, began as a hokku written by a haiku master and other’s would try to add two lines (7-7 syllables in the English versions) to complete the poem.

Today’s host haiku master is JRB of JRB’s Haiku

the poem which Chèvrefuelle chose is from a Carpe Diem Distillation of “In Flanders Field” by John McCrae.

in a foreign field
the wind still invokes their names
the blood red poppies

 (c) JRB

waving in first days of spring
in fields where men’s battles raged

(c) G.s.k.

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Tan Renga # 36


Poppies – May 17, 2014 (Tanka)

poppies in the fields
as numerous as soldiers lie
upon battle-fields
throughout our sad history
war was fought for kingly greed

each flower has a name
though the names may now be lost
upon battle-fields
bonny youth has been wasted
in the name of cursèd power

one moment alive
the next they were all dead
upon battle-fields
where the crows feasted that day
for some rich man’s lowly gain

look at the poppies
in the fields where friends and foes
mixed their blood one day
under the splendid sunshine
one beautiful day in May

Inspired by Flanders Fields by John McCrae

N.B. The original poem expresses the hope of the dead that the home army will defeat their foe and keep fighting their battle.  I was just inspired by the pathos of young men dying in battle and so this is a loose inspiration as I feel war ultamately is a waste of the flower of our youth and today’s foe will probably be tomorrows friend.