far from home at night
lonely road gives no comfort
waiting for moonrise
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #47 quest for a (new) masterpiece
(Follow classic haiku “rules,” 5-7-5 syllable line structure
with seasonal kigo – here, moon for Autumn
– and cutting word – here, comfort
– with first and third lines interchangeable.)
Image source: ukiyo-e.org (Moonrise, by Uehara Kenon)
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Such Silent Powerful Beauty. (@–>–)
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Merci!
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Nice.
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I love the contrast between the darkness of night and loneliness of the road, and the hopefulness of moonrise. Wonderful, Ken!
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Thank you for such a thoughtful comment, Kim.
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This is beautiful and expresses how I feel being away from home (I’m not much of a traveler).
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🙂 Thank you, Claudia. I usually miss home while traveling – most often when traveling alone.
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I liked traveling when I was young, but now, I mostly just want to enjoy the peaceful home that I now have, and given my interest in pretty much the most insignificant details of everything, I don’t have to go far to find amusement or something to do (following caterpillars down the trail comes to mind). When I have left home I get homesick very quickly. Always have.
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Interesting the little rules you manage to follow – 1st & 3rd lines interchangeable surely works here; surely would be a challenge is MANY a haiku. Reading this forward then backward adds to the sense of haunting.
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Thank you, Jazz. I do like how a deceptively simple form can hold so much complexity.
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Lovely haiku. It reminds me that moonlight came long before street lighting.
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And offers the better atmosphere.
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And thank you!
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This is beautiful
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🙂 Thank you.
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Lovely, Ken. I like how it conveys both loneliness and hope. Beautiful image, too.
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Thanks, Merril!
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It’s been a long time since I’ve been on the road at night, especially on a long distance journey. I remember though and can visualise the dashed lines in the middle of the road blinking by. It’s a time of feeling small and insignificant and even lost although one knows where one is going.
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Yes, sometimes the only consolation is the end of the trip.
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That extended pause…away is like that. (K)
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Yes, a pause — or an altered state.
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I really like your haiku. It has a very classic feel to it – a poignant beauty and sadness.
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Thank you, Suzanne.
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Splendid verse AND art . . . Who has never felt so homesick?
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Thank you, Peter. Yes, it’s universal.
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All is already said I think. This haiku is excellent and it’s for sure worthy to become a masterpiece. The simplicity of the scene makes it very strong with a feeling of eternity.
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Thank you, sir!
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