Carpe Diem Special #177 Cor van den Heuvel’s ”a tide pool”, three favorite haiku.
spring day
waking the blue
in the watercolor set. Cor van den Heuvel
I choose this haiku because it´s hopeful and optimistic.
Here is mine:
awaking the blue
painting the sea and the sky
spring drifting sunset
Carpe Diem #842 – Tanabata Festival.
Autumn Steps entered
Coloring World in Fire
Summer died sighing
Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #45, The Beatitudes.
Two nights before the earthquake in Nepal I dreamt there was one close to me. A long crack about 40 cm wide appeared and I was so amazed. I couldn’t stop taking pictures. No one was hurt in my dream.
I feel so sorry for the people in Nepal – for the children losing parents. It’s so sad. I’m glad I am part of a generous country. Sweden has sent people, search dogs, food and other kinds of help. The Swedish people always send their money when disasters strike in different parts of the world.IM – is an organisation I like a lot.
This haiku challenge is the hardest ever – for me.
blessing every child
while young ones rebuild the world
no more rejections
Carpe Diem Special #144, Kala Ramesh’s fifth haiku ”thunderclap”.
I had to look up ”thunderclap” – Think of it as an ”online flash mob”.
star children in life
slipping fast down the rainbow
all girls jump with boys
Carpe Diem #714, Universal Self.
stars falling from sky
rainbow gathered universe
journey is fulfilled
Carpe Diem #712, Lotus.
flowering lotus
sign of reason and wisdom
all was understood
Ps. Once I had this tableware kalled LOTUS from Rörstrand. Now my daughter has it.
Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu (former Ghost Writer) #44, N. Scott Momaday’s ”the Delight Song of Tsoai-talee” CD-Distillation.
The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee
I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and the pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these thingsYou see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to the gods
I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful
I stand in good relation to the daughter of Tsen-tainte
You see, I am alive, I am alive© N. Scott Momaday
My destillation of the poem:
living through nature
watching’n experiencing
flower is the eye
B_ live 