Carpe Diem #1704 Beachcomber … Renga With Jane Reichhold
missing the malls
designer sandal peering
afternoon wind
setting sun swallowing
high tide
she laughs as I retrieve
cold beach walk
soft cotton caresses skin
a special beach
the jagged cliffs fading
smelling the light
she slips into nothingness
Carpe Diem #1604 Tan Renga Challenge Month 2019 (8) Sunday morning
Sunday morning
all the waves in white
kneeling on the beach © Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)
plover fish along the shore
where we hunt for sea shells
Carpe Diem #1547 Renga With … the big five haiku poets
long this road
goes no one
this autumn eve © Basho
only the wind and leaves
journey this desolate way
when I go out of the gate
I also am a traveller
in the autumn evening © Buson
following colorful path
toward new adventure
autumn’s bright moon
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky © Chiyo-Ni
dimly lighting the path
of unbridled dreams
two houses!
two houses making rice-cakes:
autumn rain © Issa
knocking at the door
begging for reprieve
with the autumn tempest
the small drum
falls from its shelf © Shiki
beat of the thunder
like a line of tin soldiers
it is seen
in the papier-maché cat
the morning of autumn © Basho
colors glisten in its eyes
glowing on wet leaves
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #57 Renga With … six haiku poets
at the gate of a deserted house,
a cicada is crying in the rays
of the evening sun © Shiki
I pick a chrysanthemum
plucking the petal as I walk
all my years
floating in the river
a childish heart © Jane Reichhold
happy memories entangled
in s flow of tears
autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky © Chiyo-Ni
no matter how high I climb
I cannot reach your heart
a flash of lightning:
the screech of a night-heron
flying in the darkness © Basho
returns me to the present
I enter the garden gate
pressing sushi;
after a while,
a feeling of loneliness © Buson
fermentation a slow process
so is getting over you
the coolness
of the sound of water at night,
falling back into the well © Issa
Washing away my sadness
I don a summer kimono
Carpe Diem #1523 H.F. Noyes’ … rusty toy truck (Renga With …)
bright fall day
the brook wanders off
its shimmer lingers
wittering pine siskins
flashing yellow
raking aside leaves
on the backyard pond
I release the moon
a koi breaks its hold
in a wake of ripples
evening walk
the creak of my boots
invades the stars
stirrings of crickets echo
in the distance an owl’s screech
full moon rising
nowhere on the empty beach
to hide our love
seeds of passion surge
a stolen kiss returned
as if nothing happened
the crow there
the willow here
walk continues
down forgotten trail
rusty toy truck
stuck on the mudbank
a cargo of blossoms
filtered light of a street lamp
illuminating sakura
© H.F. Noyes © Dolores
Carpe Diem #1512 Chiyo-Ni … THE female haiku master (Renga With …)
The hokKu for this renga are by my favorite haiku artist, Chiyo-Ni
morning glory!
the well bucket-entangled,
I ask for water
from the pond itself
my hand stirs reflection
a single spider’s thread
ties the duckweed
to the shore
watching in fascination
the eight legged trapeze artist
a dandelion
now and then interrupting
the butterfly’s dream
bits of fluff airborne
twirl with delight
sound of things
dropping from the tree–
autumn wind
tall grasses turning to seed
summer flowers brown with age
parents older than I
are now my children
the same cicadas
keeping the passage of time
the river ebbs and flows
to listen,
fine not to listen, fine too…
nightingale
songs of the seasons
songs of sadness and joy
Renga With Basho #9 A Mark On The Wall
path of the sun
the hollyhock leans into
early summer rain
shallow roots struggling
for a deeper ballast
don’t be like me
even though we’re like the melon
split in two
neglected and forgotten
our relationship decays
wait awhile
cut the soy beans to the sound
of monks beating bowls
sync the rhythm of our lives
press my heart to yours
summer rain
where the poem card peeled off
a mark on the wall
your words scaring my heart
crumbling tear stained paper
building a bridge
between snow-covered mountains
white egrets
flimsy patch bares its limit
broken threads dangle loosely
plovers fly away
the evening grows later with
cold mountain winds
our hands linger momentarily
last touch as we separate
© Matsuo Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold, taken from: Basho, the complete haiku)
Carpe Diem’s Renga Challenge #2 logged tree
the blue sea
in waves smelling of saké
tonight’s full moon
together at the cliffs edge
our first kiss
early summer rain
the green of a rock cypress
lasting how long
loves first blush
begins to fade
on a bare branch
a crow settled down
autumn evening
the sound of your voice
echoes hollowly
logged tree
see the larger cut end is
a harvest moon
joys of the season
wither too soon
Haiku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
Carpe Diem’s Renga Challenge #1 a cherry tree blooming in old age
The haiku are © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold, “Basho, The Complete Haiku” The renga lines are mine.
the voice of reeds
sounds like the autumn wind
from another mouth
echoing with loneliness
stirring the hopes of the past
in summer rain
would you be happy with
the moon’s face
when an other’s wistful eyes
shine much brighter than the stars
separated by clouds
the wild goose lives apart for a while
from his friend
someday soon, my darling love
we too will be together
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