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Sparkling Dew

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Celebrates Its 9th Anniversary: #1853 Sparkling Dew (Tan Renga)

morning sun
the twinkle of stars
still in the dew 

© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)

morning sun
the twinkle of stars
still in the dew                     © Jane Reichhold
my grandson pours the contents
from one leaf to another.       © Dolores Fegan

Beachcomber

Carpe Diem #1704 Beachcomber … Renga With Jane Reichhold

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Beachcombing (Message In A Bottle)

missing the malls
on the ocean beach
she gathers shells

designer sandal peering
from remains of sandcastle

afternoon wind
all the beachcomber’s words
blown out to sea

setting sun swallowing
colorful phrases

high tide
the beach leaves a mark
in her book

she laughs as I retrieve
a floating umbrella

cold beach walk
on sun-warmed car seats
two sweatshirts

soft cotton caresses skin
waves in background roar

a special beach
I put a pebble in my mouth
before leaving

the jagged cliffs fading
blackness, yet everything remains

smelling the light
on her tanned shoulder
home from the beach

she slips into nothingness
spilling the sand from her shoes

Haiku are   © Jane Reichhold (Extracted from “A Dictionary Of  Haiku”)

Missing a Wife

Renga With Basho Hineri #8 missing a wife

Haiku© Matsuo Basho (taken from Basho, The Complete Haiku by Jane Reichhold)

First part of this challenge was to find an ending for this unfinished verse

missing a wife
putting on bamboo grass
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missing a wife
putting on bamboo grass
in a darkened hut

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path of the sun
the hollyhock leans into
early summer rain

mud splashes the ankles
of the morning workers

above all else
a dependable chinquapin tree stands
in a summer grove

from a spiny burr I pluck
a single ripe seed

a dragonfly
unable to settle
on the grass

disappears with the wind
in the fading light

each with its own light
fireflies in the trees
lodge in flowers

celebrating under the stars
adding music to the night

missing a wife
putting on bamboo grass
in a darkened hut

no sounds of cooking
just another day of labor

an early winter shower
a rice paddy with new stubble
darkens just a bit

workers trudge slowly home
I linger with a wet face

The Dust of Stars

Carpe Diem Weekend-Meditation #15 Soliloquy no Renga “the dust of stars”

 

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silence
the dust of stars
shining radiance            © Jane Reichhold

into the cosmos
falling to earth

invisible particles
filling the air we breath
floating through us

every tissue remade
star like, never static

a balance between
living and dying
cells regenerating

our bodies dynamic
ever apart of nature
changing

our own thoughts
mingled with the dust of ages

Fragment and Phrase

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #17 fragment and phrase

I wrote this poem and then edited trying to use the fragment phrase .  With each edit I was happy until I looked at it the next day.  Not quite happy yet, leaning toward the first now.  Anyway here are my attempts.  ( Here is one of the bluejay inspecting my strawberry patch.)

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bluejays squabble
over scarlet berries
not one left unblemished

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bluejays  squabble
not one left unblemished
scarlet berries

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squabbling bluejays
my scarlet berries
blemished

 

 

 

SpringMountains

Carpe Diem honors Jane Reichhold (1937-2017) E.) Fuji No Yama

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blossoming
in the mountain’s shadow
a spring flower

 

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unfurling new leaves
along the mountain path
a red trillium

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late spring
shrouding the mountainside
cloak of blue flower

 

 

 

 

 

Waterfalls

Carpe Diem honors Jane Reichhold (1937-2017) D. a rainbow bridge

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Rainbow Falls
leaves frozen midstream
balancing precariously
time at a stalemate
awaiting spring thaw

 

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Cumberland Falls
churning the river
with deafening roar
rainbow captured
in the misty spray

 

Universal Jane #1

Carpe Diem’s Universal Jane #1 Introduction “all my years”

 

sound of the river
a lilting flute cascading
through the forest

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between  the peaks
setting sun kisses
the mountain river

Driftwood

Carpe Diem #1064 driftwood

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below the falls
ensnared in ancient roots
driftwood and grandson

 

 

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