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2014/09/29

One (haiga)

Percé Rock at Sunrise, Québec.

mother nature

greets the Great Spirit

sunrise

Etsy photography

Diverse faiths

summon their G-d

echoes at sunrise

Carpe Diem Time Glass #4 Sunrise

2014/09/07

raw destructions (haiku)

hostile clouds

thundering torrential rage

acquiesce in despair

fly quivers

whirlwind rips a day’s labour

a spider mourns

gales swept them far away as the vicious storm quenched insatiable greed

Posted by Cheryl-Lynn Robers, 2014/09/07

Written for Heeding Haiku with Ha at Mindlovemiserysmenagerie to the following music:

2014/08/22

slow caterpillar (tanka)

Inspirations etc

caterpillar crawled

I dreamed I ran in water

treading so slowly

resting on the elm tree branch
a butterfly was born

Submitted for Carpe Diem's "Little Creatures" #2, "I dreamed I was a butterfly"

2014/08/21

Trees spoke to me (haiga)

the trees spoke to me

“come closer

rest awhile”

I did, the sunset

made me smile

(haiku)

dusk enters softly

sun exits sublimely

ducks paddle

2014/08/17

Early worm catches the fruit (haiga)

: © Clr '14 Early worm

Anticipation

ripened fruit awaits, but

a worm beat me

Posted by Cheryl-Lynn at Tournesol dans un jardin

The prompt today is about small creatures. Our host presents us with Issa`s Giddy Grasshopper as our first inspiration:

giddy grasshopper
take care...do not leap and crush
these pearls of dewdrop
© Issa (source)

then Basho`s haiku here is another inspiration; I am quite partial to this one.

how pitiful!
underneath the helmet
a cricket chirping.
© Basho (Tr. Ueda)

The goal of this new feature is to write haiku about little creatures and more importantly to take notice of your surroundings.

Our host has written "Little Creatures" haiku:

deep silence
this lazy summer evening -
song of a cricket
© Chèvrefeuille

Young children seem so fascinated by nature`s tiny creatures. My son would look at ants working busily for hours...one tiny ant hill and he would cry inconsolably if someone stepped on that hill or any insect. I love how children teach us adults or many times remind us of what we once found important in life.

I remember as a young child spending hours in the field behind my house searching for grasshoppers. My mother was a hairdresser and she would put me outside to play which sure was better than going for a nap. Even in those days as a young child I hated going to bed.

I would jump, startled, if one jumped by me, then I would follow it, chasing it like a hunter. It would tease me regularly, keeping me busy most of the afternoon. Once I caught it, I would cup it in my two hands to ensure it would not get away and ask it to give me molasses. Okay, I had no clue at 4 and 5 years old what the darn thing did but either it was scared and it pooped out of fear or it had no problems of “irregularity” (see me chuckle here. Almost every summer afternoon, I would spend hours searching, under the hot sun accompanied by the piercing sound of crickets.

afternoon quest
child stoops low in the field
grasshopper jumps

grasshopper jumps
she holds it gingerly
whispering
“give me some molasses
come on grasshopper friend.”

she giggles
grasshopper tickles her hand
ooops,it jumps away

sits under the elm
mother nature's lullaby,
crickets chirrup

Posted by Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, 2014/08/17

Submitted: Carpe Diem's Little Creatures #1, Issa's "giddy grasshopper"

2014/08/15

lovers by the pond (haiga)

mosquitoes hover

lovers by the pond

frogs seize their prey

lovers by the pond

frogs perform a concert

under the full moon

Croaking frogs

2014/08/08

Winter shelters (haibun) Carpe Diem HK #533, Forest

Today the prompt is "forest" at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Here is a beautiful haiku by our host of Carpe Diem:

(c) Olivier Gagnon '14

I was trying to remember times I was deep in a forest besides camping. Then I recalled times when I used to cross country ski in the mountains...not huge ones, mind you...more hills...Mount St Bruno was such a lovely place to hike, snow shoe and ski. It has alpine skiing too even if it is a tiny mountain; it is lit up atnight and only 15 minutes from downtown Montreal. So that`s pretty cool.

My favourite place to cross country was in Rougemont, where my son actually lives now. You go up up up for a long time. But you do get in the forest quick enough and can shed a few layers of sweaters under that winter wind breaker. It is a great place to just sit and admire the scenery. And once you get high enough, then you go down down down for a long time...lt is not too steep so the descent is really lovely.

Cross country

against strong winds

forest shelters

(c) Tournesol '14-08-08

Tournesol ~ dans un jardin

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