teacher Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps January 13, 2017 Carpe Diem #1123 the road is our teacher crunching against the leather soles pebbles speak youthful feet skip not hearing pilgrim moves in harmony © petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments UnknownJanuary 14, 2017 at 1:28 AMWell you did teo things there....you found a brilliant angle in those first three lines to describe the sound of pebbles, andcompleted with two lines that played so well with the concept. Really enjoyed.ReplyDeleteRepliesJaniceJanuary 14, 2017 at 11:23 AMGreat! Thanks for your kind comments, Hamish. You are doing many fine works but no place to leave feedback. janiceDeleteRepliesReplyReplyKim M. RussellJanuary 14, 2017 at 2:15 AMI like the sound and personification in this tanka - they create a sense of movement together with those youthful feet!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyUnknownJanuary 14, 2017 at 3:49 AM:-) a great image and the onomatopoeic crunching brought the tanka alive from the very beginning. Bastet ReplyDeleteRepliesJaniceJanuary 14, 2017 at 11:26 AMGood to hear from you, Bastet! Hope all is well with you.DeleteRepliesReplyReplyB i r g i t t aJanuary 14, 2017 at 2:59 PMSaying a lot this poem!ReplyDeleteRepliesJaniceJanuary 14, 2017 at 11:19 PMThanks for your commenting!DeleteRepliesReplyReplyTournesolJanuary 16, 2017 at 1:06 AMSuch a long journey and there must hve been hours of silence...the crunching of the pebbles must have echoed so loudly...beautiful tanka, Janice!ReplyDeleteRepliesJaniceJanuary 16, 2017 at 2:17 PMThank you C-L. I loved my backyard rock paths and the crunch sound as I walked and worked.DeleteRepliesReplyReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
tombstone January 28, 2020 Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Wednesday #11 family tombstone Five years ago this very morning my mother died. I had spent the night with her at the new nursing home we had just moved her to the previous day. She was not happy. Due to loss of eyesight in one eye, falling and breaking a wrist in less than 5 weeks she developed delirium. She was still enough of herself that as we were getting her ready for bed she made one statement. "I am gonna get up and walk right out of this place by morning." Around 7 AM I left to get a cup of coffee and stretch my legs. When I returned her life force was gone. adding father’s name to the family tombstone with room for my own © Nicholas Virgilio saints gather to greet arrivals she ran to Dad's arms © petra domina Read more
new ways September 03, 2017 Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #6 new ways T his has been the year when Hubby and I along with a whole bunch of other folks celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary . We actually started the celebration back at the end of June, our actual 'date'. It continued with a trip to France. Returning home we began working on The Party that was delayed till the grandsons returned from a summer in Canada. As we have friends our own ages, they, too, are celebrating 50 years. That means more trips. Unexpected strength of hurricane Harvey resulted in Hubby and I choosing to downsize even more. And how do two people stay together for 50 years of marriage? Well, forgiveness, understanding and a willingness to step together into the unknown of new ways. fifty years with the same man always something new keeps me guessing what's next? © petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI Read more
candle light January 27, 2020 Carpe Diem #1804 New Beginnings ... candlelight instantly flaming candles fill the sky a new year instantly warm lips meet melting the cold flaming candles fill the sky smoke fills the air stars obscured a new year corks pop as flutes clink a sea of people © petra domina To anyone who stops by for a read the following was the challenge for today's work: "Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers, Yes ... another episode of our wonderful Kai, because I was late with our Monday episode, "snowdrops". Today I love to challenge you two times. I love to challenge you to create a "fusion-ku" with two given haiku and to create a Troiku with your new "fusion-ku". I have chosen two haiku by Jane Reichhold extracted from her online Saijiki "A Dictionary of Haiku", section New Year. Here are the two haiku to work with: a new year rising from wild seas a few stars filling the glass with candlelight champ Read more
Well you did teo things there....you found a brilliant angle in those first three lines to describe the sound of pebbles, andcompleted with two lines that played so well with the concept. Really enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteGreat! Thanks for your kind comments, Hamish. You are doing many fine works but no place to leave feedback. janice
DeleteI like the sound and personification in this tanka - they create a sense of movement together with those youthful feet!
ReplyDelete:-) a great image and the onomatopoeic crunching brought the tanka alive from the very beginning. Bastet
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you, Bastet! Hope all is well with you.
DeleteSaying a lot this poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your commenting!
DeleteSuch a long journey and there must hve been hours of silence...the crunching of the pebbles must have echoed so loudly...beautiful tanka, Janice!
ReplyDeleteThank you C-L. I loved my backyard rock paths and the crunch sound as I walked and worked.
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