Yanaka Bochi
A swirl of falling petals
On ancient gravestones
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Dormant life passes
Through the eye of the universe
Then shows its pleasure.
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seasons circle again
last years sun becomes flower
new life in dead branch
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the earth blooms with joy
a warm gentle breeze to pass
filled with aroma
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It is what it is.
They tell me it's Life renewed;
Is that what it is?
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I don't know... that's appropriate isn't it? Springtime. God knows it's Autumn here but for everyone in the Northern hemisphere, this should be where your heads are at. And of course, you couldn't pick a more haikooey picture if you tried.
FB
Dormant life passes
Through the eye of the universe
Then shows its pleasure.
the best part of
this cheery bright pinkness
is the emerging fruit
FB
A showy display
Natures best, why does Danny
La Rue come to mind.
Hey, let's all get drunk
and dance in an old graveyard
celebrating life.
der schutte
Soon will be summer,
Cicada sounds and bike rides,
Ume sours at night
der schutte
a glass of red wine
living the spring of life
already an old drunk
seasons circle again
last years sun becomes flower
new life in dead branch
oh dear! I'm not very good at counting. I hope no one notices.
Cheers nobody . Hope your getting on ok there.
the earth blooms with joy
a warm gentle breeze to pass
filled with aroma
pink flowers shimmer
enticing bees and humans
breath deeply, relax
cherry blossoms bloom
In Japan they radiate
Beauty and toxicity
Holy shit! I popped in expecting one or two and instead I find a 'plethora of cardigans', ha ha. Very good, I've saved to desktop and will read later. Super double strapped for time today what with moving house. I now hit the road for Sydney, stop there for a while and then head off. Ciao Ciao, n.
Bright pink flowers
Still cannot
Cover up
The finite nature of one's life
Heard about your dad . . . (raise glass of port, nod of head). Mate.
the cold weight lifted
we straighten and look upward
eyes filled with wonder
but that doesn't mean
we can't bring beer and dried squid
and have a party!
By the way, good haiku this week - it'll be a tough gig picking five.
It is what it is.
They tell me it's Life renewed;
Is that what it is?
Yanaka Bochi
A swirl of falling petals
Onancient gravestones
der schutte
THe best part of this photo is that all by itself it represents a season, so I do not have to struggle to put that image into the poem. I mean after all, really good haiku is supposed to denote a feeling of season, according to Basho.
der schutte
Exactly. And mate can you write some crummier haiku please? Because as is I'm already on a tough gig picking the best five and you're not making things any easier.
Hey Dave Q, how are you? And thanks Slozo - port, exactly the right choice of drink. Otherwise good turnout: FB, Su, P, both the Johns, and even Penny had a go. I wish I could pick pix this good every time.
Oh, and for those curious, I reckon it's worth putting der Schutte's 'yanaka bochi' into wikipedia. It's a pretty place - I do love Japanese graveyards. I'm not sure if I've ever been to that one though. Der Schutte, did we ever go there together? I can't recall.
I am relatively certain we went there. I went through a little obsession with the place. Tokugawas are buried there, and one day I found a sealed off area, jumped the wall with a girlfriend and we found ourselves in an area where the graves were all the concubines and bastard children of past royalty. Its choked with sakura trees so it is a really cool place to do hanami.
derschutte
FB
Old photograph, a
Reflection of bygone times
Bright but nostalgic.
Hi Nobody,
Thanks for asking. I'm well, although in a "question everything" mode. Hence, the haiku that feels a bit like Lao Tsu meets Nisargadatta, after a whole gallon-bottle of cheap Chianti.
Other than that I'm chipper.
bye-ciao and fare thee well,
Dave Q.
When thinking of the dead, or just plain ol' contemplating life, there is nothing better than the very slow burn of port, or if you prefer to downgrade it, sherry. Cognac is also nice of course, but I didn't know your dad really, so it didn't quite call for that.
I am sure I speak for all of us when I say . . . that, uh . . . we anxiously await your next writings, whatever form they may take.
Onya Slozo, not forgetting tokay mate. Speaking of which, I saw a marvellous film called Dean Spanley with Sam Neill, Jeremy Northam, Bryan Brown and Peter O'Toole. It's fantastic, easily the best film about reincarnation, dogs, and tokay that I've ever seen. Jokes aside, it's brilliant and the ending is sublime.
And thanks for the gee-up. I'm sort of itchy to write but I'm not sure what about, ha ha. There's also the fact that I'm staying with friends, and their two kids' favourite pastime is to stand next to me when I get out the laptop and try to bang on the keyboard. And what with being kids they never seem to get tired of it. But I do get the odd moment and we'll see what happens.
nobody: did you get the book I had linked at my blog?
I am going to send you a copy, just in case.
If you did just delete it.
David Sassoon was in it.
Thanks Pen, I didn't realise it was downloadable. But no problems I just downloaded it. I'll have a read. I'm currently operating on the understanding that the 'City of London' is English in much the same way that the 'Russian Mafia' is Russian. If you know what I mean. But I could be wrong. I'll have a read and find out. Thanks for that.
like flowering trees
you are not the only one
elephants do too
hee hee
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