Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #40 Sparkling Stars … “the autumn full moon”
autumn moon rising
reflects beauty of her heart –
nature’s song calling
autumn moon rising
Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #79 Looking Back In Time … “Sparkling Stars”
hana chirite shizuka ni narinu hito-gokoro
the blossoms have fallen:
our minds are now
tranquil
© Koyu-Ni (Tr. R.H. Blyth)
even while I sleep
petals scatter magically
making the dawn pink
pink petals scatter
\carried on moonlight and wind
cherry tree left bare
the last petals fall
tranquility flourishes
sleep returns once more
cherry blossom nights
pink skin glowing in moonlight
tranquility fall
Carpe Diem Sparkling Stars #23 Soseki’s “gingko leaves are falling”
over the wintry
forest, winds howl in rage
with no leaves to blow © Natsume Soseki
five-tired waterfall –
on each tire there are
red maple leaves © Natsume Soseki
autumn afternoon
ginkgo leaves flutter softly
gilding the landscape
Carpe Diem Sparkling Stars #21,Buson’s, “I came to the cherry blossoms
cherry blooms tremble
in the fresh spring breeze –
showering love
cherry blossoms fall
like slow and stunning tears –
hearts sigh in concord
Carpe Diem Sparkling Stars #20, Kala Ramesh’s “a new moon sky”
You will want to visit the above link to read about Kala Ramesh. I found another of her poems that I liked.
running downhill
I fall through
the autumn sky
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single bright star
evokes squeals of delight
wide-eyed toddler
~~~
lantern filled sky
a thousand remembrances
lifted on the breeze
Carpe Diem Sparkling Stars #17 Basho’s “door of grass”
one last look back
before moving on
tears flow
~
opening the door
we celebrate
being home
~
the robin’s nest
in tatters
end of a season
kaerimireba yuki-aishi hito kasumi keri
when I looked back,
the man who passed
was lost in the mist © Masaoka Shiki
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she emerges
from the fog
a mere shadow
~
just a flashy star
sizzling one bright moment
then obscurity
~
suddenly
from the empty fields
birds arise
~
in the morning frost
doe emerges from the mist
startling the birds
~
the lighthouse beckons
to the ship lost in the fog
spilling her secrets
Adas Poetry Alcove 