I once thought it was the separation
of distance that magnifies
this richness I find in family.
Now I understand it is age,
with reflections on the past
replaced by a wistfulness
for future lives I will never know,
as they continue without me.
This is my response for Quadrille #80 – Eat the Rich, the prompt from Kim at dVerse, which is to use the word rich in a 44-word poem that does not require meter or rhyme.
Two Hearts in Love
Would rain have made any difference?
What is grass without water?
Each would welcome it.
Allowed to flow, growth will
follow. A benediction.
Vows spoken in the open air would gather
on each raindrop, bringing life,
as each leaf, each blade, would
gather those raindrops.
Instead, those words were carried
by sunlight that shone on those
who welcomed them into their hearts, all
sharing in the love, this day.
Yet it was not sunlight, nor was it rain
that made this day possible.
It was two hearts in love.
the fate of a heart
in the sweetness of a kiss
a lover’s blessing
This senryū is my response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #254,
where the prompt words are sweet and heart.
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A Family Grows
Distance. Family. A 700 mile drive, and balance is achieved. Fair weather may be followed by three days of storms, but balance will not be diminished. Rain or shine, my grandson’s wedding will be a day of celebration. Not even Sunday’s drive home can change that.
a family grows
two hearts look to their future
Carpe Diem #1665 Tan Renga – “Miscanthus bud”
asks us to use a haiku by Matsuo Bashō (in blue)
to be used to create a tanka.
another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet
journey of inspiration
in lessons learned from strangers
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from Yoshitoshi’s Hundred Aspects of the Moon
alone on the beach
with only tracks
© Jane Reichhold
leading away from the shore
to unknown destination
following unknown footsteps
with new direction
traveler seeking answers
absent for many seasons
beyond falling leaves
lessons learned in falling snow
blossoms come and go
wind whispers in drying grass
all revealed on reaching home
The challenge for Carpe Diem #1664 Tan Renga Hineri “only tracks” is one with a twist (hineri). A haiku by Jane Reichhold (in blue) is to be followed by two lines, as usual. These must be followed by another haiku, and then another two lines – with the optional challenge of adding another haiku and two lines. In effect, it’s almost a solo renga, except for the first haiku by Jane Reichhold. As with renga, the last stanza (ageku) should lead back to the first (hokku).
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(Wind Blown Grass Across the Moon, by Utagawa Hiroshige)
With the whisper of waves brushing the skin
of my kayak beneath and beside me,
the dance of a shower on my skin
in the sensuous tease of a long caress,
or immersion at great depth with sunlight
filtered until I am as one with my nature,
both within or without, I am
with water, and I am complete.
The prompt for Poetics: In My Element, from Amaya at dVerse, is to write a poem that explores what a cosmology says about the writer. Of course, mine would involve water?
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Sternzeichen Fische (Johannes Regiomontaus – 1512)