your casket awaits
tears blur my view of your hands
pale and still they rest
time for busyness has passed
fog veils the low hanging moon
Michelle (aka Mish) is our host at dVerse for Poetics and our prompt is “hands.” Please join us: http://dversepoets.com/2016/03/15/poetics-can-you-give-me-a-hand/#comment-108042
Posted by Bodhirose on March 15, 2016
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2016/03/15/fog/
Today I’m presenting Japanese Death Poems at dVerse Poets for Meeting the Bar, please join us: http://dversepoets.com/2015/09/24/jisei-japanese-death-poems/
Matsuo Basho
Wikipedia: Matsuo Bashō, 1644-1694, was the most famous poet of the Edo period in Japan. During his lifetime, Bashō was recognized for his works in the collaborative haikai no renga form; today, after centuries of commentary, he is recognized as the greatest master of haiku.
Clouds silhouetted
against setting sun’s waning
winter’s sleep is near
*
Singing temple bell
encircles the valley’s pond
resting place awaits
*
No need for despair
this shell has aged and withered
morning breaks again
celebrate my renewal
freedom is mine, farewell all!
*
Howling, sickly wolf
moonless path ends abruptly
heart heavy, cries die
*
I had a nice drive
the journey was full and wide
the outing complete
*
Cherry blossoms drift
on the breeze scattering far
and near, I gather
memories to take with me,
hands grasp only emptiness
*
Wide awake I’ve been
for what seems like just a blink
slumber beckons now
*
Long, drawn-out journey
sharp mind in a withered shell
window framed my world
slowly now, life is ebbing
my path worn down by my dreams
*
Coming and going
are inconsequential and
meaningless yet we
celebrate the one and mourn
the other, pure balderdash!
*
Mountain’s pinnacle
will soon be summitted, the
loon’s call through the mist
guides me to the unseen peak,
only a few more paces
Posted by Bodhirose on September 24, 2015
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2015/09/24/presentation-for-dverse-poets-japanese-death-poems/
The harsh, chilling freeze
Slowly warms into the spring’s
First hint of dewdrops
Left unfrozen upon the
Daffodil, poppy and rose. (Tanka)
Peacock’s tail lightly
brushes the tall courtyard wall–
disturbing ants’ march
Photo Credit: Public Domain Google Images
tranquil, green anole
basks on warm, idle footpath
errant fly, no more
Cool, clear, trickling
rivulet, winds through forest
sun warms sloping bank
Leaves rustle gently
as the trumpeting swan glides
by–without a sound
Old bamboo thicket
Red-Crowned Crane selects a mate
Blustering wind sighs
Reflection of moon
Shallow rainwater vision
Mirrored at my feet
Photo Credit: Public Domain Google Images
Welcoming ancient gate
Home, repast, sanctuary
Owl begins his night
dVerse Poets; Form For All–Writing Visual: http://dversepoets.com/2012/02/23/formforall-writing-visual/
Posted by Bodhirose on February 23, 2012
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/02/23/a-walk-in-haiku/
Image by photos_martha via Flickr
awakening came
slowly, manifestation
of illusion’s veil
lifted as if a dense fog
luminosity presides
My entry for The Purple Treehouse: Waka
http://purpletreehouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/poetic-forms-waka.html
Posted by Bodhirose on August 21, 2011
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/awakening-came/
Lovingly nurture–
tend garden’s earthen bounty.
Joy transmits to both
plantings and humans alike,
Hibiscus smiles at the sun.
This is my entry for Potluck # 14 describing my pastime/hobby of gardening.
Posted by Bodhirose on December 12, 2010
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2010/12/12/gardening/
Red-head Sandhill Crane
long, graceful neck extending–
regally stands still,
alert to its surroundings,
quick snatch, frog becomes dinner.
These striking, tall birds are common here in Florida.
Posted by Bodhirose on November 29, 2010
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2010/11/29/sandhill-crane/
The harsh, chilling freeze
Slowly warms into the spring’s
First hint of dewdrops
Left unfrozen upon the
Daffodil, poppy and rose.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 10, 2010
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2010/10/10/daffodil-and-rose/
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