Haibun Monday – Free For All

Today I have the prompt at dVerse Poets Pub. Come join us!  http://dversepoets.com/2017/07/24/haibun-monday-free-for-all-2/

Beautiful Spring
The spring this year was beautiful. A mild winter and lots of rain and snow had thoroughly watered the earth and flowers and trees were bursting forth. The last few months of my mother’s life, I spent with her daily. It was hard watching her slowly die, to pray for God to take her and end her suffering. One morning, they called me early from the skilled nursing facility she was in. During the night, my mother had died. I hung up the phone feeling empty, tired and sad. I stood at our living room window and looked out at the early summer green.

summer green and sun –
hummingbirds sip from the feeder –
it is cold inside

Real Toads – Buildings

Kim is hosting the weekend challenge on Real Toads – http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/ Kim says: “What I like about it (Philip Larkin’s poem The Building) is the way in which the poem conveys the physical appearance and atmosphere of a hospital without once using the term ‘hospital’, through the use of certain words and connotations.
Today’s challenge is to write about a building. It could be a specific building with a name that we would all know without directly naming it. It could be a church, a school or a building in which you have lived. It could be a department store, a government building or a concert hall. It is up to the reader to work out what the building is. Your She wants us to write about buildings without naming the building specifically or using the term of building.”

The Flowerbox
it’s a yellow flowerbox –
floralled with fresh and fast fading blooms.
it’s a yellow flowerbox
buzzed by bees butterflies ladybugs –
it’s a yellow flowerbox
watered and fed well –
it’s a yellow flowerbox
plucked and weeded –
it’s a yellow flowerbox
neglected and forgotten –
filled with fast fading blooms

Real Toads – “Watch the Corners”

For Marian’s Prompt over at Real Toads: http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/07/watch-corners.html

public domain image – Woodstock 1969

By the time I got to Woodstock…”

“turn on, tune in, drop out” Timothy Leary, 1967

I was 18 and rebellious and totally into
Peaceloverocknrollsexanddrugsandrocknroll –
I drove a faded green VW that had those hideous
Flower decals all over it –
Yes ma’am, you read that right.
I had been to the Haight a couple of years earlier
And come back
Changed, De-ranged. Re-arranged –
1969 and I drove the VW to NJ to pick up
My cousin Billy – we looked like bro and sis –
Long wavy dark hair, headbands, bellbottomed jeans
My top had embroidery and tiny mirrors
He wore a black tee shirt –
We hit Woodstock and to be honest –
I don’t remember very much.
The announcement came over the intercom
Don’t take the brown acid man – it’s a BAD TRIP
Billy and I looked at each other –
So like, now they tell us.
When I finally returned home
and fell out of the car onto the front lawn
my mother went and got the water hose
and began to hose me down
and then she gathered my clothes
from the back seat and burned them.
My poor father cried.
My cat laughed.
Peace.

Public Domain Image – Haight Ashbury 1967

dVerse: The View From Our Windows

At dVerse today, Lillian is the pubtender extraordinaire. She challenges us to write a poem about a view outside our window or from the outside looking in. We must also include a picture of the view. We are still celebrating our 6th Anniversary this. Come join us for special fun, special prompts, special times: http://dversepoets.com/2017/07/18/looking-out-looking-in/

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Beneath the Crape Myrtle
bright pink blooms against
summer sky – cat naps beneath –
restful in the shade –
SamCat the Ripper loved hanging out
beneath this crape myrtle tree –
he’d roll in the grass
and twist his body around –
his paws reaching for the sky.
pink blooms fade and fall –
cool wind scatters the petals –
the place is silent now

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Real Toads – Winter Haiku

Kerry is hosting Open Link day over at Real Toads. – Because it is too darn hot (to quote Cole Porter), I decided to post a bunch of my winter haiku. http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/07/the-tuesday-platform_18.html  They are also celebrating their 6th anniversary this week as well.  Happy Anniversary!

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l.
a hawk glides over
skeletal trees – winter blue
sky shows no mercy
ll.
silent neighborhood –
distant crows break the silence –
cold and still today
lll.
the grass is brittle and
frost covers everything –
at noon no melting
IV.
dead leaves carpet ground
beneath bare trees – end of
fall…winter begins
V.
bitter cold morning –
quick whiff of wood smoke before
nostrils become numb
VI.
spits of icy rain
bitter wind tossing tree tops
spring seems distant dream
VII.
brown hillside – splashes
of green cedars – small creatures
find food and shelter
VIII.
bitter winter night
first light of day first snow falls –
branches bloom white
IX.
midnight: snow flowers
spiral down and quickly die
on my outstretched hand

Copyright Kanzensakura

Quadrille Monday – Dance

The Poets Pub opens again at 3:00 PM EST after a break. Grace is the prompter for Quadrille Monday. A Quadrille is a short poem consisting of exactly 44 words, not including the title. The prompt word for our Quadrilles today is “flicker”. Come join us and read these wonderful poems. Today is also the SIXTH ANNIVERSARY of dVerse.  The drinks are on me! https://dversepoets.com/2017/07/17/happy-6th-anniversary-quadrille-36/

Dance
I heard the cicadas for the first time
tonight –sawing scraping –
moonlight dapples the trees with silver –
fireflies in the darkness –
a flickering dance
On off on off
stars in the black sky
flicker in return
on off on off
eternal dance

public domain photo

 

A Tale of Heat and Cold: Summer’s Coming

This is for the Weekend prompt at Real Toads – global warming – Imagining a Changing Earth. Brendan’s Scriptorium asks us to write a poem of any length or style to describe a grieving heart, our place in the changing world, etc. You can find the prompt at: http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/07/weekend-challenge-imagining-changing.html I chose the form of haibun for this which is an ancient Japanese poetic style using prose (bun) and haiku (hai). One to three tight paragraphs with a classic haiku at the end to bring attention to the prose is the standard format. Being a bit of a pragmatist, I look at things with a sometimes Japanese outlook and sometimes, a skewed outlook. I don’t see the world changing as we know it as necessarily a bad thing just as change.  Mujo is  part of the Japanese mentality – change.

A Tale of Heat and Cold: Summer’s Coming
Heat, cold, fire, ice, cooling, melting…We are going through a natural cycle. People talk of a Sixth Extinction and quiver in fear or righteous indignation. Species will die out. Well, species have died out before this. We ponder over old bones and fossils. We put oil in our cars and diamonds on our fingers or in our ears – all of these the remains of species who lived zillions of years ago and died out with whatever climate change was going on at the time. Siberian Elk, Smilodon, Wooly Mammoth – 10,000 BCE, 5,200 BCE, 5,000 BCE died and became extinct and rotted. The earth heated up or cooled down. The Thunder Lizards are a few bones displayed in museums and the Neanderthal is part of a diorama.

Perhaps we will end up devolving. Perhaps a Smildon or Triceratops will again be grazing on tree sized weeds. Perhaps a Wooly Mammoth will again be slogging through the 1,000 year winter. This ending is our fault though. No volcanos erupted, nothing happened to tilt the Earth a degree – we did this ourselves. This may be an unnatural cycle in which we die along with other species and flora. Perhaps we will become the stuff of study by a new race or a bright stone in someone’s ear. Hopefully, they will learn from our mistakes.

summer’s coming – heat
destroys life as we know it –
brave new world ahead

 

free public domain image

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