Carpe Diem #1593 flowers out of season (kaeribana)
winter skies
soft waves of pink in garden
lenten roses
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winter skies
frozen mud
winter ice storm
power lines snap with weight
we sit in darkness
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winter winds howl
windows rattle sharply
our nerves shaken
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wet snowflakes gather
piling up on the streets
wonderland of white
Carpe Diem #1591 quilt (futon)
winter cold
you wrapped in my half of quilt
yours on floor
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frosty evening
curling under an unfinished quilt
hand stitching binding
Carpe Diem #1590 bean soup
winter weather
simmering on stove
pot of bean soup
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diced onions and beans
creating a masterpiece
with nothing
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sausage and rice
bulking up leftover soup
for one more meal
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #68 Tan Renga With Jane Reichhold “her gentle spirit”
Haiku © Jane Reichhold
the hour silent
before the birds awake
waves on sand
sunrise peaks above the horizon
warm water laps at my feet
flat seas
with the butterfly’s flight
a certain calm
in the heat of the day
finding rest under a tree
a certain calm
n summer’s passing
flowers
yellow leaf drifts from a branch
a taste of autumn wind
Carpe Diem #1587 Buson’s Memorial Day (busonki) (January 17th)
someone goes by wearing a hood
in his own darkness
not seeing the harvest moon
the first light snow
then when the bowl of the sky is empty
the moon hanging in the bamboos
© Yosa Buson
early snow
harvest moon hides its face
in bamboo shadows
early snow
last of the monkshood
dusted in white
harvest moon hides its face
gourd tendrils weave through garden
searching the light
in bamboo shadows
the last of the harvesters
hurry home
hooded darkness
spilling on the first light snow
shadow of the moon
hooded darkness
not even a star shaped hole
in the bowl of the sky
spilling on the first light snow
a poet’s fresh ink
inspiration
shadow of the moon
flying past its silver face
a skein of snow geese
Kim M. Russell, 17th January 2019
Image found on Pinterest
My response to Carpe Diem #1587 Buson’s Memorial Day (busonki)
January 17th is Buson’s Memorial Day (or busonki), which is also a classical kigo for winter, so today our challenge is to create a fusion-ku from two haiku by Buson and then create a troiku with the fusion-ku:
someone goes by wearing a hood
in his own darkness
not seeing the harvest moon
the first light snow
then when the bowl of the sky is empty
the moon hanging in the bamboos
Yosa Buson
Carpe Diem #1586 withered leaves
in the maple
withered leaf curls, blanketed
against the cold
Carpe Diem #1585 icicles (tsurara)
ice wall glistens
reflection creating
fantasy grotto
winter dusk
sunset bleeds
across the snow
hanging icicles reflect
fading colors
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