Time Glass Challenge – April 13, 2015

barefoot in the park
caressing rain-wet new grass
– green caterpillar

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larme di luce
raccolte tra foglie
ah – primavera

(tears of light
collected among leaves
ah – Spring)

© G.s.k. ‘15

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Here is our prompt for this week’s Carpe Diem Haiku – Time Glass Challenge: YOUNG LEAVES and the image above. We are to follow the classical haiku rules.

Morning Haiku and Waka – March 29, 2015

Spring concert in 4 movements

a single blackbird
chortles his mating song
and then a challenge
back and forth they sing at dawn
filling the morning with spring

first light of day break
two blackbirds challenge with song
a third adds his voice
back and forth the music goes
nature shames Vivaldi

larks and finches
greet the morning sun
twittering happily
from a blackbird solo
now this vibrant symphony

spring has come
each voice adds it’s counterpoint
ah – life’s symphony
lovelorn song-birds sing their songs
to please their future spouses

© G.s.k. ‘15

The Raven

single black feather
reminder of dawn birdsong
or E. A. Poe

slithering shapes
lizards run helter-skelter
down the stone walls

© G.s.k. ‘15

Morning Haiku and Waka – Gift of Spring – March 3, 2015

rays morning

 

morning concert
bright finch and blackbird duet
sparrows in counterpoint
then in the distance ravens
caw syncopated laments

first gift of spring
beauty wrapped in a sunrise
morning birdsong fest

spring morning sunrise
fills the world with gifts of light
gone empty darkness
sad thoughts of impermanence
melt with the warmth of birdsong

© G.s.k. ‘15

Golden Books – Free Verse – October 10, 2014

Toblino Castle by GSK

Toblino Castle by GSK

In the spring of my existence
Glorious are the illustrations
Of my beloved Golden Books.
Laying here on a rug in October
I meet :
Inviting, a mysterious wise stranger,
Or maybe a horrible dark wicked witch,
Mud-streaked travellers through dank woods
And I gallop through the skies on a flying pony …
Day in and day out …
I while away the long seeming empty hours,
Alone but rarely lonely,
Inventing stories for these illustrations,
Since Mommy has no time to read to me.

Nursery rhymes and fairy tales
Are now my poetry and flash fiction
In this October of my waning years
I’m never lonely but accompanied
By the strangers that I meet each day
Who lead me to startling illuminations
From the mud-streaked reality of society
To startling encounters within my soul
This road may now be in decline,
No lofty mountains do I wish to climb …
Soon I’ll walk in winter cold
But for now …
This is the harvest of my days
Seeded in my early spring
From a Library of Golden Books.

(c) G.s.k. ’14

 

The Wordle:

Jules: illuminations
Hannah: October
Irene: stranger
Barbara: mud-streaked
Debi: library

The prompt:

“October is a transformative month.

It’s harvest season. It is said “to bend with apples”. Said of course, in eternal reference to Keats’s “Ode to Autumn”. It harkens toward winter, and that, my friends, is the great harbinger that engenders a great mellowing. An internal transformation that mere mortals are forced to undergo. If only we never grow up.

 

If you had to write a story, I want that story to include these elements:

1) passage of time – perhaps have the character speaking in childhood or youth in part one; and then speaking as an older person in part two.

2) an ending that has so little and so much to do with the earlier parts of your story. Digression becomes the core of the story.

3) yet it is an ending that lightens the load.”

 

Red Wolf Poems – We Wordle

 

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Tan Renga – Daffodils April 12, 2014

Tan Renga Challenge

Tan Renga Challenge

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This week’s hokku is a haiku written by Jules of  Jules gems and stuff entitled “Daffoldils of spring”:

daffodils open
after two days of spring rain
yellow from heaven
(J)

queens elegant ly dancing
in  the early morning sun (G)

Tan Renga – Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Carpe Diem #444, Ghost Writer 5, Bjorn

snow capped moutainsSnow capped mountains
a break in the morning clouds
cold in the valley

April’s fickle weather
lingering cold and rainfall
green is the valley

Until the snow melts
birds may sing and flowers bloom
still cold lingers on

Written for Bjorn‘s prompt on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

The Sea Gull’s Mating Flight – Free Verse

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Then up she went, once again,
Flying round her future mate
Gloriously she dived into the lake …
Round and round they flew
He tried to capture her
Inside his wings
To bring her down
So they could finally mate
Without a word, she dropped once more!
Playing the coquette,
Leading him on – leading him up
Then at last she was ready
She’d found him to be a perfect match
One worthy to be her spouse.

Written for the Speakeasy!