We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)
Showing posts with label Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Show all posts

18.7.19

Summer Love #12: Skinny dipping in the moonlight

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is for a haiku or tanka on

Skinny dipping in the moonlight
 
in the summer ocean
swimming in our naked skins,
we float on moonlight


(I'm not responding to every prompt, so the numbering system in this series is my own.)


Summer Love #11: Heatwave



Heatwave


after the summer heat
raindrops kissing my naked body
Ah! that coolness

© Chevrefeuille



At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, we are asked to create a troiku from the above source haiku. Here is mine:



after the summer heat

we replace first one blanket
move closer together

            ******

raindrops kissing my naked body

my skin tautens in anticipation
I imagine your touch

            ******


Ah! that coolness

the soft breeze in our hair
as we dance

15.7.19

Summer Love #10: Sundown












At sundown

we watch the sun erupt in a last fierce blaze, before the gentle dark enfolds us peacefully all night long.

shutting night outside I embrace your light 


A 'one-bun' for Sundown in the Summer Love series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. A one-bun is an ultra-short haibun with one line of prose (including title) and a one-line haiku, invented by Jim Kacian.



Summer Love #9: Cooling Down


Cooling Down

summer evening
opening both doors 
for the breeze 


A prompt in the Summer Love series 
at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.





Summer Love #8: Sweating


Sweating














hot night
slippery with sweat
warm breath


For this prompt, Sweating, in the Summer Love series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, we are asked to write about steamy love without making that explicit. (My photo just seems to me to illustrate being flaked out in the heat.)


14.7.19

Summer Love #7: Hot Summer Night












Hot Summer Night

I dream of you –
a hot summer night
in tangled sheets
a holiday beach …
I dream of our youth


A tanka for the 'Hot Summer Night' prompt in the 'Summer Love' series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

7.7.19

Summer Love #6: Sun Rays (haiku)















This Weekend Meditation at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is also part of the July 'Summer Love series, and the theme is


Sun Rays

a warm summer day
a meditation outdoors –
held in rays of light

We were asked for 'traditional rules' including 5-7-5 syllables. I prefer short-long-short, so I would rather this version:

warm summer day
meditation outdoors –
rays of light


(The photo is mine too.)

5.7.19

Summer Love #5: Beach Love


A tanka for day #5 of Summer Love at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai:


Beach Love

I remember 
that golden summer beach
your warm body

secluded behind rocks
pressed close underwater





Summer Love #4: Ice Cream … Troiku


Ice Cream … Troiku












Source haiku:

snow fall in belly
adding lusciousness to feast 
vanilla ice cream


My troiku:

snow fall in belly
the splash of sudden cold
painfully welcome

adding lusciousness to feast
slow licking tongue
circles the cone

vanilla ice cream
the most cooling of all
for the child in me


Written for day 4 of 'Summer Love' at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay: free download.

3.7.19

Summer Love #3: Summer Cocktails

In the Summer Love series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai today,
we are asked for 'an impromptu haiku' on

Summer Cocktails

warm night –
over raised glasses 
eyes meet





2.7.19

Summer Love #2: Two Hearts Together


Two Hearts Together

I met a stranger
at a friend's summer wedding.
He had bright blue eyes,
sandy-blonde hair, and a voice 
light but husky – intriguing. 

In his tiny car,
a group of us crowded in
to get a lift home.
I was on some fellow's knee.
(That was back before seat-belts.)

Much later, he said
he was surprised by envy,
wanting me on his –
but he'd only just met me,
and of course he was driving.

When he asked me out,
he told me he loved swimming.
'Oh, teach me!' I begged.
He never did. At the beach
I got into the water.

He was used to girls
who claimed to love swimming, but
they never got wet,
instead lying on the sand 
all day, perfecting their tans.

We went on a boat,
not much more than a dinghy.
I sat on the side
with the spray striking my neck.
I'd grown up on fishing boats.

That was it for him.
A girl who liked the water
for real – a keeper.
Twenty-seven years married,
two sons, many adventures ...

He made his living
from the sea: a fisherman.
It provided well.
We liked the beach and camping,
boats and the ocean, summer.



















For the Summer Love series at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Prompt #2 is a tanka suite: 6 - 12 tanka telling a story. 

This is the condensed  and simplified version of a true story.  (I'm afraid that in the interests of the narrative I've lost some of the more poetic qualities of the tanka.)

Summer Love #1: Summer Love


The first in the 'Summer Love' series this July at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: an 'extreme haibun' (50 words altogether) on that theme.

Summer Love

She needed a new home. Not a young cat,  she was already eight. Wary, suspicious, defensive, she gradually became secure, trusting, loving – intensely loving. And I loved her, as never before. Her various illnesses didn’t show up immediately.

Summer when she came.
She left three summers later.
Now, increasing cold.