in the pillow’s folds
our talk
the hiss of the waves
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #5 creating beauty, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Imelda May –
dragged from the waves
the days had songs and feasts once
cormorant fishing
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1217 Cormorant fishing (Ukai), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s My Bloody Valentine –
the unknown
orange bug on the wind that waves
the tall grasses so small
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem’s Writing and Enjoying Haiku #2 no rules, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And to finish, here’s Soft Cell –
night clouds, parting
waves and moonlight mingle some
cracked shells
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #887 Returning home: between the waves, a clam, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.
And, to finish, here’s Janis Joplin –
a hiss of blue
waves welcome the coast deeper in
before parting
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #810 Aquila (Eagle), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. Admittedly, there are no eagles in my haiku; instead I took inspiration from what Chèvrefeuille told us about the Japanese Festival on the 7th of the 7th month Tanabata, together with the haiku written by Basho about the Tanabata Festival, i.e.
Star Festival. On the 7th of Seventh Month, this festival celebrates the legend of the Shepherd Boy and Weaver Girl, represented as two stars, Altair and Vega. These two lovers are doomed to be separated by Heaven’s River (the Milky Way) all year except on this day, when magpies form a bridge with their wings.
do not even peer
through the leaves of the silk tree
light falls from the stars
tanabata –
autumn is truly here
as nights begin
© Matsuo Basho
Finally, to finish, here’s some trip hop from Portishead –
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