Morning Haiku and Waka – April 28, 2016

the lonely swan haiga

alone –
a swan swims into view
flowers blossom

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cold morning walk
north wind freezes the blossoms
snow dusts the mountains

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on this spring morning
looking at the snowy mount
and cherry blossoms
turning brittle on the trees
still – the birds huddle
no song fills the morning air
grey clouds hang heavy
and the northern winds whistle
ringing the wind chimes
making the trees bow low
and then for a moment –
a single ray of sunshine
escaped through the clouds
a single blackbird
began to sing his spring song
in the herb garden
a new sprout raises its head
there’s no denying
life’s warmth is a breath away
just waiting to be perceived.

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the stone wall
behind this screen holds up
my red clay tiled roof
and the nest of two sparrows
hear them twitter happily

© G.s.k. ‘16

Acrostic – Khamseen

When spring comes to the Sahara
Ifrit in spirals fly through the sky
Nothing can be seen, when gritty sand flys
Dimming the sun itself …

When did the devils reach Europe
Ignoring the traditions of time
Now will we too have the Khamseen,
Driving us into our homes?

Wandering from it’s ancient home
Insistently blowing for days
Northern lands rocked by it’s might
Desert breeze visits our land.


Inspired by the acrostic about rain written by julesgemstonepages I wrote about our wind which has been blowing since Friday.

 

Terza Rima Sonnet: Summer Heat

Terza Rima Sonnet

Summer Heat

T’was hot as though it were a summer’s night!
I tossed and then turned seeking his Lordship Sleep…
Heartless, elusive, though seek him I might.

I was in Morpheus’ valley deep,
When Hades call came for me to come out…
Sweat covered  I was no longer asleep!

Once awake there was really little doubt,
African heat has come visiting us.
From flooding we’ll soon feel the autumn draught.

Last week snow and now the desert’s red dust!
‘Tis true the saying that the weather is king…
And in those nobles you cannot place your trust.

So I’ll hear the blackbirds and sparrows sing!
(Take note: I’ll remove the duvet first thing.)

n.b. it may because I had a sleepless night as related in the poem, but I found this a difficult poem to write 😉

For Cubby’s Challenge entitled Circus of Dreams

OctPoWriMo 2013: Day 26