A place to share my little poems, haiku, tanka, than bauk, 24 Syllable, etc |
Editor's Pick eyestar's June 28, 2018 Newsletter Fukuda Chiyo-ni: Woman Haiku Master |
# 29 "April 25 Haiku" # 30 the sky is dark the day's challenges are met clean sheets on the bed ~~jvg #31 wet sand all around with broken shells and star fish morning stroll, low tide ~~jvg #32 3 AM Pacific computer screen awake fingers on keyboard ~jvg #33 heavy eye lids blink no more words for haiku good night ~jvg |
#20 football at zero on acres of soccer fields birth of "Soccer Mom" ~~jvg #28 birth of "Soccer Mom" adds miles to odometer folding chairs in trunk ~~jvg |
#24 post knee surgery blood and drugs drip through IV bed confinement ~~jvg #25 he sees cockroaches climbing the hospital wall fever burns his brain ~~jvg #26 slack mouth open a snore escapes in fatigue I sit watching ~~jvg #27 hand tremors make feeding himself difficult I hold the spoon ~~jvg |
#21 Big Bang on TV repeat over and over canned laughter screeches #22 he sits in his chair, snores to Nazi's, El Chappo and reruns of Friends #23 smoothie of Ensure, banana and strawberries his sustenance ~~jvg |
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#12 too wet to mow, Spring grass reaches my knees, wild poppies too #13 rain gives permission for pregnant buds to blossom, the birthing of Spring #14 push of tulip bulbs quicken to bloom in late March, earth's fertile prelude #15 in dawn's stillness, flutter of butterfly wings is the only sound #16 pond frogs go silent with splash of fallen branch, the trees chatter #17 trees speak their troubles in tones so low, the wind stops, woodpecker marks time #18 I stop to listen to the voice of the West Wind, it sings ocean songs ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▼ |
Good Friday Suffering #7 hollow eyes in skeleton face look out through wire fence #8 starving bald baby with bloated belly and skin sores cries with dry tears #9 woven into crown thorns longer than my thumb pressed into His head #10 eight inch spikes hammered through His palms and feet to a wooden cross #11 memories wiped clean trapped in alien body dead but alive |
#4 In an upper room, twelve gather at His table. He washes their feet then breaks bread and shares a cup and asks to be remembered. One will be His rock upon which He will build His church. One will turn his back, choose coin over faithfulness. Our Lord betrayed by a kiss. ~~~jvg Notes ▼ |
#5 "the short night--" the sound of soft snores from his room ~~jvg #6 "the short night--" the moon is hiding the stars make no sound ~~ jvg Following Yosa Buson's lead "March 11 "the short night--" by Yosa Bosun" |
2018 Haiku and Tanka Journal #1 Jan 5 in autumn gardens buried under winter snow seeds of new promise ~~jvg #2 Jan 5 fresh seed catalog open on kitchen table plan for Spring garden ~~jvg #3 Jan 7 January moon rises behind giant trees promise of bright year ~~jvg #4 Feb 4 she is ready bundled in red wool parka football at sub zero ~~jvg Tanka #1 Jan 16 surprises welcome January hides its gifts under ice surface the ground waits to be opened by seedlings pushing upward ~~jvg Tanka #2 Jan 17 life's cycle persists carrion scatter from feast when I drive by rutting season completed a pregnant doe in the field ~~ jvg Tanka #3 March 26 heavy clouds hang low on this brooding March morning the sorrow will lift when Winter tears are released and we can breathe Spring again ~~~jvg |