Lonely Shore

 

lonely shore

footsteps never meant to scare

a hid moorhen

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1037 pleasure, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Admittedly, there doesn’t seem to be too much pleasure in the haiku, but we were given this quote from Lord Byron for inspiration:

“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.”

All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here, for me dear auld ma, are The Fureys –

 

Upside Down

 

upside down

the old oak circled fast

fighting squirrels

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Theme Week (6) 5 “Ask Jane …”, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. The post at CDHK featured another fascinating essay by Jane Reichhold.  All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.

And, to finish, here’s the Jesus and Mary Chain –

Over Closed Eyelids

 

over closed eyelids

the scent of shadows passing

late summer breeze

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Theme Week (6) 5 “Ask Jane …”, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. The post at CDHK featured another fascinating essay by Jane Reichhold.  I tried to take on-board what Jane said about the fragment and phrase but I’m not sure about this haiku, really.

All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.  And, to finish, here’s the Isley Brothers –

On a Green Stalk

 

on a green stalk

gusts sway the dragonfly

gold, gone

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This poem was written in response to ‘Carpe Diem#1016 picturing the haiku’, a post created by Chèvrefeuille as a tribute to Jane Reichhold, who died recently. Jane not only wrote beautiful poems of her own, but also produced wonderful translations of all of Basho’s haiku, and was a tremendous source of knowledge and encouragement to everyone who enjoys trying to make haiku of their own. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.

And, to finish, here’s the Rolling Stones –