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balancing on one leg
in the middle of the old pond
a baby stork
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Tag: Pond
Carpe Diem Time Glass *A Frog Jumps In*
I still remember the strong scent of lilacs, almost trapped in the sultry summer air that night. The pitch black sand still radiated afternoon heat in waves around my feet. I had walked for hours but maybe it was much less – any sense of time had disappeared. I didn’ t want to see or hear, I didn’ t need to think and I tried not to feel. Squatting on the ground at the pond, I wrapped arms around knees, tightly, trying to protect myself…from what? The world seemed so usual but empty and big. Too big.
I nursed my grief as the night embraced everything in the dark veil. Lights went out one after another, and the town had gained its peace. The moonlight was all there was left – like the last breath, still reaching out for life.
weeping willow
rigid over the murky water
silence of the frogs
Carpe Diem Special *Sogi’s “With Cherry Blossoms“*
This week our inspiration on Carpe Diem Special is a haiku, written by a pre-Basho haiku poet Iio Sogi (1421-1502):
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Now that they end
There is no flower that can compare
With cherry blossoms
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Here’ s my attempt to stay close to the same mood and spirit:
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first cherry blossoms
despite the bites of morning frost
still beautiful
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left behind
in the frozen pond
white feather
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Carpe Diem Special *Sogi’s “this autumn sky“*
This week’ s inspiration on Carpe Diem Special is a haiku, written by Iio Sogi (1421-1502) – a pre-Basho haiku poet:
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ah, for coolness,
it rivals the water’s depth –
this autumn sky
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Here’ s my attempt not to wander too far away from the same mood and spirit:
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the endless night
unable to count the stars
in the frozen pond
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Carpe Diem Haiku *Wings*
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fog over empty pond
in wings of migratory geese
farewell to summer
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Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
Carpe Diem Haiku *Zentsu-ji (temple 75)*
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rake patterns in sand
frog jumps from stone to stone
-pond is illusion
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The Follower
You know what they say…following is all about who’s leading. /S.Thomas FBEye/
Carpe Diem Haiku Special *O. Mabson Southard’s ‘chanting, the pond’s frogs’*
For the first Carpe Diem Special of September there is the following haiku by O. Mabson Southard to inspire us:
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Chanting, the pond’s frogs …
among the lilies’ dark pads –
the twinkle of stars
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And here’ s my humble attempt to write a haiku in the similar spirit and mood:
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golden leaves in pond
weeping willow’ s nakedness
silence of the frogs
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Ese' s Voice 