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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Carpe Diem #613, 
Solace

Post for the challenge of solace can be found here.

smooth touch of velvet
her soft white skin, her blond hair, 
my Golden Retriever

© Chèvrefeuille

solitaire -
wrapped in his jacket she plays
aroma's solace
©  Janice Adcock


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

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the cold within the sound

 Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #35,
The Cold within the Sound:  Otagaki Rengetsu

Inspiration for this post was written by Jen.  In her essay Jen acquaints the reader with Otagaki Rengetsu.  Please, click here to read all of the post on this most wonderful haiku writer.

Upon
frost-withered arrowroot
pelting
vying hailstones—
the cold within the sound.

Otagaki Rengetsu (1791-1895)

Here is Jen's attempt to write in the same spirit as Rengetsu’s waka:

daggers of sleet – 
this sharp sound
cut sideways

"I (Jen) like this haiku but it’s definitely not in the same tone.  Perhaps a tanka would be closer?

this November sleet – 
it shreds the birch leaves 
in the dead grass – 
a sharp sound, cut sideways
tossed to the hungry wind

Where does Rengetsu’s “cold within the sound” lead you? "... Jen of Blog it or Lose it

encased in ice -
tree limbs drooping in arcs -
- cracking cold wood

cracking cold wood -
transformer's fiery sparks falling
broken power lines

broken power lines
darkness fills the frozen air
encased in ice -

encased in ice
trees sparkling in the sun
shivering limbs snap

blankets
fight the cold
silence
shattered by
the splitting oak

©  Janice Adcock

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI



Monday, November 24, 2014

rainbow

Carpe Diem "Time Glass" 
a time challenging feature #11, 
"Rainbow"

Inspiration photo and word:

source:  Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Eighteen hours to write a stirring haiku is one of today's challenges.  Purchase supplies for the upcoming Thanksgiving festivities spread over about 3 or 4 days.  Reserve the three wheelchairs for the following weekend's activities.  Help with a move the best we can.  Prepare for a much anticipated guest in early December.  Working to accomplish all this in a pleasant manner at this moment feels impossible. As impossible as reaching the pot of gold sitting at the end of the rainbow.

ancient promises
slip from the grasp of humans
golden dreams
©  Janice Adcock

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

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Sunday, November 23, 2014

Blowing In The Wind

Carpe Diem #611, 
Sylph, 
spirit of the wind

The wail of the warning sirens awakens the senses.  A peek out the front door confirms the approaching storm clouds.  Gather all that is important and take cover.  Quickly.  In a tub with heads covered by blankets families protect their young.  In basements with heads covered, young and old huddle in fear.  As the walls shudder the air is filled with the sounds of breaking glass and wood.  The suction pulls at the arms of the mother desperately holding onto her child.  As suddenly as it came it is gone.  Leaving a path of brokenness.

sylphs wildly dance
in frolicsome circles -
collateral winds

©  Janice Adcock

The Midwest of the U.S. is nicknamed Tornado Alley.  One swath of land near my in-laws home was hit twice within a three year period.  We lived 25 miles to the east.  The tornadoes danced past us, too.  A ledger page from the 25 miles away location with the names of folks we knew fell in our yard.  Some of the damaged homes were just left to rot the second time they were hit.  Maybe you can glimpse a Sylph dancing a little to much in this video of the 2003 twister.



This video was filmed on a road we traveled when going to visit my in-
laws.  It was filmed by the local weatherman, Ted Keller.  It was in this area the ledger page we found was sucked into the boiling clouds.


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI



Saturday, November 22, 2014

transformation

Carpe Diem #610, 
Transformation
 (2nd Vision Quest, 3rd day)

Inspiration and additional posts can be seen here.

Our final day ...
in search of our inner beauty
transformed

© Chèvrefeuille


anger filled heart freed
neither hate nor malice -
suspended in love

©  Janice Adcock

Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

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Friday, November 21, 2014

dusk


Information, inspiration and many poets can be found here.

At dusk the harvest moon
paints a pine-tree
against the blue

© Ransetsu

one last row to cut
dusk overtakes the harvest
worker sighs relief

©  Janice Adcock

sourc:  http://www.allaboardharvest.com/


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI



Barren

Carpe Diem
 "Sparkling Stars" #13, " "

the childless woman,
how tender she is
to the dolls!

© Ransetsu (Tr. Blyth)

The words fell hard on them, "You will probably never conceive.  "Chances are one in a.."  A mind numbing number was all they heard.  Each clung to the other's hand.  Looking at a dreamed of family evaporate before them.  A ghost family.  A family never to be.  Wombs to carry and breasts to nourish laying fallow as a drought stricken field.

clouds move overhead
no crops for harvest this year
empty rain guage

©  Janice Adcock
Photograph by Matt Black for Matter


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI