Thought Prints

Carpe Diem #1480 Sound Of Wind gusty wind whispers an empty promise of rain ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1464 wind in the verdure (aoarashi) While most of the farmers in the community of my childhood grew cotton, other crops were grown, too.  A field of milo was usually planted by Tommy Thompson across the road north of our house.  The field east of our house was usually corn planted by Tommy's brother, Floyd.  Another brother lived west of our place about a kilometer.  His name was Buford but he raised more sheep than crops.  The road's name was and is Thompson Lane. half grown corn winds tickling each long leaf chasing a dog ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI   Looking northeast from our front porch.  Both fields are beyond the trees.

Carpe Diem's Renga Challenge #2 logged tree Here the six (6) haiku to use to use to complete the renga challenge were written by  © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold). Logged Tree (I couldn't retrieve the owner of this image. If you know the owner or are the owner of this image please let me know) the blue sea in waves smelling of saké tonight's full moon  © Basho silhouetting the fishermen lowering their sails ©  petra domina rainy season sea glow lights held up by the night watchman © Basho slightly swaying the light with his rain soaked arm  ©  petra domina early summer rain the green of a rock cypress lasting how long  © Basho harvesting hydrangea leaves   ama-cha for kan-butsu-e ©  petra domina still alive under the slightness of my hat enjoying the coolness © Basho sultry air heavy with the racket of cicadas ©  petra domina ...

Carpe Diem #1463 old bush warbler (oiuguisu) bush warbler skips across the patio serenading me ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI   Little Yellow Warbler

Carpe Diem #1462 thin clothes (usumono) Growing up on a cotton farm in Texas summers were hot and long.  Crops were tended by hand in those days.  Weeds were hoed from the rows of plants.  Later in the season the cotton fibers would be pulled by hand, one boll at a time.  The black sandy loam soil would become hot to the touch adding to the heat.  My parents, sisters and neighbors would work together in the fields.  At times they would chat back and forth.  Sister would flirt with the neighbor boy.  Someone would tell a joke just to break the drudgery.  A truck waited at the end of the field under a shade tree if there was one.  There would sit a big, galvanized can of water with a solid chunk of ice.  The ice might last till noon.  The workers all wore hats or bonnets, long pants and long sleeved shirts to avoid sunburns. snow white field glistening in the summer sun thinly clad vixen ©    pet...

Carpe Diem #1460 heat at zenith (hizakari) searing sunrays perspiration covered brow pushing to freedom horrified screams punctuating lost dreams ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1459 evening lull (yuunagi) My Granny grew up in the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee.   Her father died when she was just a teen.  Being the oldest of several children she 'hired out' from that time forward.  I remember her saying she worked as a nanny and in a nearby canning factory.  She spoke of life in those mountains.  Two of her memories have stuck in my mind, hillsides covered in blooms of mountain laurel and the hour or so of twilight each evening. blazing orb slips behind the mountain twilight settles across the valley with a sigh of relief ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1458 short night (mijikayo) listening footfalls of youth returning late on this short night ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1457 luxurance (shigeri) nodding in the spring breeze bluebonnets in the field of flowers and cactus the longhorn grazes ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI   4/9/2018 taken near our home in Round Rock, TX

Carpe Diem #1270 desert travellers (Karunesh) weary camels rest sparks spiral skyward day's warmth retreats  skirts whirl through dreams to the music of the desert ©    petra domina To hear the music that inspired this post click here .  The music is toward the end of the post.  A facinating article about desert nomads making a yearly trek is here . Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1269 reflection I love days that start with a smile.  Today was one of those.  After morning chores I settled into my easy chair to catch up on all the CDHK posts.  There on the patio screen door was a green lizard.  This lizard has been hanging around for several months now.  It has surprised me by skittering across the patio as it escaped the watering bucket's cascade.  Today it brought back memories of a time before grandsons were born.  A time when a gecko was grabbed by the tail.  It ran away leaving its tail in my son's fingers.  His wife screamed not knowing that the tail would grow back.  Thanks, little green lizard, for a smile. from the mist green dragon appears a tale grows ©    petra domina skittering lizard Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1268 shuntoo (spring lantern) harvest moon bright as a shuntoo rice paper scrolls brush strokes tell the story of a summer romance brush caresses the paper thoughts of love skin soft as silk glides beneath one last stroke in a fit of passion ink drops glistening on the desk blackened memory reflecting in the light of the harvest moon ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1267 millionaire What would you do if someone knocked on your door and handed you a cashiers check for one million dollars?  That was the premise of a 1950's TV show that ran for 5 years.  Named simply "The Millionaire" it was entertaining to watch story lines about the effects of sudden wealth.  That check would need to be 9 million to be worth the same amount now.  inflation balloon rises to heaven sun rays of gold ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1266 Koharu (Indian Summer) That killing frost that wilts the blossoms, that nips the buds, that announces the promise of winter.  Yea, that happens in other places.  Neither often nor early nor frequently in subtropical climes.  When the weather forecasts calls for a cold front, most likely you can still wear your shorts.  It is a life from a different place that can be remembered.  The beauty of the leaves, the morning chill, apple orchards dotted in red.  Good times. full moon autumn's chill a summer's dream ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI  

Carpe Diem #1265 perfume rose petals gathered in the morning dew perfume filled air ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI