Arise

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Arise! Spring has sprung
Mountain creek is holding court
A roaring spring melt

Pat R

3/28/17

For Carpe Diem Haiku
For more details on the prompt or to participate go here

Inspired by:

O slumbering one, the beloved has arrived, arise!

Brush off the dust of sleep and self, arise!

Behold the good will has arrived,

Come not before him with tears, arise!

The mender of concerns has come to you,

O heavy-hearted one, arise!

O one afflicted by separation,

Behold the good tidings of the beloved’s union, arise!

O you withered by autumn,

Now spring has come, arise!

Behold the New Year brings a fresh life,

O withered corps of yesteryear, up from your tomb, arise!

© Tahirih (Tr. Farzaneh Milani)

Memories

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Muted shapes and colors tangle with memories loosely tethered

Emerging from the cloud, warm memories, us holding hands

Laying in tall grass, listening to the sound the earth makes

Pat R

3/25/17

Over at Cape Diem Haiku we’re being introduced to the Sijo. A Korean form of poetry “…more ancient than haiku, the Korean Sijo shares a common ancestry with haiku, tanka and similar Japanese genres. All evolved from more ancient Chinese patterns.

Sijo is traditionally composed in three lines of 14-16 syllables each, totaling between 44-46 syllables. A pause breaks each line approximately in the middle; it resembles a caesura but is not based on metrics.

Oh that I might capture the essence of this deep midwinter night (16)
And fold it softly into the waft of a spring-moon quilt (14)
Then fondly uncoil it the night my beloved returns. (14)

© Hwang Chin-i (1522-1565) most revered female Korean classical poet…”

To read more about this, read other samples of this form or to give it a try go here

True Silence

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my inner voice
like remnants of an echo
thrives in true silence

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in the peaceful scenes
of the mountains silence reigns
melodious creek
and the wind in trees bring me
to a place of true silence

Pat R

3/18/17

For Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way #5 self consciousness
To see other entries or to join in go here

Inspired by:

old barn
in the middle of the field
so desolate
a playground for the wind
deep silence of no where

(c) Chèvrefeuille

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“…There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave—under the deep deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found,
Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;
No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently,
But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,
That never spoke, over the idle ground:
But in green ruins, in the desolate walls
Of antique palaces, where Man hath been,
Though the dun fox, or wild hyena, calls,
And owls, that flit continually between,
Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan,
There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone. …”

(c) Thomas Hood

Also for https://booknvolume.com/2016/10/18/lavish-dailyhaikuchallenge/

Time

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rhythm of spring melt
icicles drip from eaves, one
second at a time

#2

icicles
dripping from the eaves –
out of time

Pat R

1/16/17

For Carpe Diem Haiku

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DP Weekly Photo Challenge: Ambience

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Daily Haiku Challenge