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Life #haiku

Osprey and fish - close up

Fish in the river
Swimming along with the flow
Doesn’t see the bird

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week we were free to choose keywords and the key words I chose were “Water” and “Current” This week I decided to do a  haiku, and though that rhymes, the haiku doesn’t ;).

(Last week’s poem was called “Life ;)”, but this is the other side of Life…)

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Life ;) #haibun #tanka

Life ;)

The alarm is shouting at me. I roll over, fumble for a moment, putting in far too much effort for the simple chore, but finally hit the switching, shutting up little bully. I wrench a leg over the side of the bed and then force the other over.  Ugh. I am sluggish, more than a bit dull and feeling lazy. Coffee. I yawn. I need coffee. I struggle my way up the steps to start the day, but before I am able to get into the refreshing, reviving shower, before I can have any life-giving coffee, something in my brain does move at a glacier pace and causes me to ponder:

I want to stop here
Leisurely enjoy my life
Living for right now
The world makes me labor on
Are we defined by our jobs?

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Honestly, after too much enforced time off, I am happy to be at work!  But when my alarm goes off…. well, that’s life ;)

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Winter – #tanka

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Frigid winter day
A blizzard freezes my soul
Distant stares are harsh
An icy word from your mouth
Causes the tempest to rage

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week the key words were “Cold” and “Storm” This week I decided to try a tanka.

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In ways these words were appropriate this week as we just had our first major storm of the season followed by our coldest day so far.  I know, the first storm in late January in New Hampshire?  Unheard of!  But it has been a frigid winter!  And don’t worry too much about my storm damaged heart – this is pure fiction :)  Photo from a short hike on Saturday, before the storm.

New Year? #nonet #doublenonet

frozen-swan-pond

The conductor bows, raises his hands
Music flows from the orchestra
Curtains of darkness raises
Fire lights the world’s stage
The sun lifts its head
Shadows depart
renewal
movement
Dawn
Light
New Day
Are you there?
The days lengthen
Lonely night shortens
Is it getting better?
Is the darkness really gone?
Has the new year really commenced?
Will unfolding life really improve?

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week the key words were “Begin” and “Fresh” This week I decided to try a nonet.  Well, no I decided to try a double nonet :)

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Yes, I am finding darkness in light ;)  The first half was just too boring, so…

Dawn of a New Year #tanka #haibun

Dawn of a New Year

I am walking alone down a dark path.  The pale December sun fails to illuminate, casting a cold, golden sheen over the land.  I pause and look out over the world.  Stark shadows, crisp lines prove that summer is a distant memory.  As are you.  They say the new year brings new light and new hope.  I smile, knowing that although colder days are ahead, the light will increase and warmth will return.

Shadows in pale light
Darkness of the dying year
You, my sun, are gone
A new year brings much more light
Perhaps it brings you as well

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week was a “free week” where we could choose our own words.  My two words were “illumination” and “return”.  This week I went with a tanka and a haibun.

Happy New Year!  (The photo was taken on Saturday in Harwich, MA.)

Solstice #tanka

Come the darkest night
A solstice shadow on me
I long for your touch
And then from around the world
Your voice reaches out to me

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I once had a series of “Internet love songs”.  It has been a while since I added one.

Now for the irony (I guess) – The photo above was taken on the opposite solstice.  This was late at night on the longest day, shortest night of the year back 6 months ago :)  The poem, of course, is about the shortest day, the longest night…

The Allure of… Idina Tries Her Paw at Poetry

Idina with the magic stick

My poor human father does not know the allure of manure…
Poor man, as far as I can tell
Has no sense of smell
That pitiful nose
Would miss a sewer
And never warn of foes
Or follow the yummiest lure.
From at least a mile away
I can smell
the smell
Of processed hay
He walks blindly past
My great equine repast
But tells me that it’s nast
And that I must fast…
Oh, silly man
Why won’t you eat
That horse given treat?!
And why must you ban
What I find beneath my feet?
A dog knows to get what they can
Even a petite bite of horse-butt-peat off a pile so neat
He yanks the leash
And pulls me away
But I will get some
On another day
I tell him and tell him but shouldn’t bother
For the allure
Of manure
Is quite beyond my father.

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Idina for some reason thinks there is no better treat in the world than some horse poop out in a field.  I usually remember and keep her away from where I know there are piles, but she is tricky…  When I asked her about it today, the above poem was her reply….  (In the photo at the top of the page she has a stick in her mouth, not the dreaded other stuff….)

 

Why? #haibun #nonet

Blackhole Mind

Why?

Billions of galaxies filled with billions of stars.  Although they say there are limits, for all practical purposes, it is infinite.  And then, from an unremarkable, insignificant dust speck in this seemingly infinite Universe we look up at it all in wonder.  We want to reach out and sample the vastness, wrap our imagination around it, but then on the other side, it is scary, it tests our ego, afflicts the very nature of our being.

A bit of animated matter
Making the effort to survive
What is the meaning of it?
A strange anomaly
Denies entropy
Grows more complex
Beyond that
It thinks
Me
I
I am
I must be
Make the attempt
To understand all
Actively seeks out
Weathers the many trials
More than unchanging matter
A will and a spirit to thrive
To find a place in the Universe

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  The words this week are “Try” and “Life“.   This week I chose a Haibun composed of a Nonet, well technically a Double Nonet.  Note – Colleen is taking a much deserved break for the rest of the year :)

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Follow Me #nonet

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I cannot escape you if i try
Roaming farther in the morning
Very close now it is noon
A ghost in broad daylight
Constant companion
Fair weather friend
Smiles in light
Sun child
Shade

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week was a “free week” where we could choose our own words.  My two words were “spirit” and… guess ;)  This week I decided to try a nonet.

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The photo obviously has nothing to do with the poem, but ;)  WP is not letting me look at my photos – I can only see the last handful.