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white sun
hot scorching desert
horny toad smiles
© Cheryl-Lynn ’14/17/23
White sun (haiga)
Category: haiga
Ride home (haiga)
Train runs on time
chasing clouds on the run
whistle blows.
clouds etched in the sky
bales of hay set out to dry
one dark cloud taunts
lightness dims
sun bows gracefully
almost home
darkness greets me solemnly
city lights wink high above.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/07/17
Unknown sky (haiga)
Carpe Diem #509 Chiyo-Ni (2) ”in an unknown sky”
meigetsu ya ittemo ittemo yoso no sora
autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky
© Chiyo-Ni a well known haiku poetess from the 18th century.
clouds horde June sky
walk on darkened path
my dog howls ahead.
© CLR 2014/07/08
A party of five (Haiga)
they all lined up
all dressed to the nines
waiting to party
tea was brewing
cake just out of the oven
cooling
one gentleman in their midst
and four wanting maidens
such a fine day
filled with hope and promise
for one party.
© CLR 2014/07/08
I wanted to get out my daughter’s 20+ year old Barbies but at this late hour, it was a chore to hunt in the hot damp basement, these would have to do. The 3 straw dolls were gifts from my daughter when she was very little, the porcelain lady and gentleman were once attached to bedside lamps belonging to my grandparents some 80 years ago.Oh, and the background of course is my fan for these hot summers. I do look somewhat stylish in the Métro, I dare say.Week 20 at Haiku Horizon and the prompt is “party”
Elegance (haiga)
Daisy
elegance
effortless perfection
a bees’ perch
~
stretched neck
reaching for the sky
sun smiles
© CLR 2014/07/07
Metamorphism ~ Poetry Prompt 58 unlikely haiku
Metamorphism
reddish spot
swells, ripens, turns white
zit spits!
~
astringent
cleansing, moisturizing
beautifying
~
foundation
eyelids shaded, traced
lips painted.
~
hair conditioned
ironed, teased, tousled,
uncombed look.
~
silver choker,
pearl studs, friendship ring
bracelets jangle
~
skin-tight dress
no undies, black stilettos
ready to party.
~
men drooling
crowds admiring
mission accomplished.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/27
Written for: Pooky Poetry Prompt #58 Unlikely Haiku
Rain (haiga)
cleansing rain
feeds mother earth
hurts my joints
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/25
Butterflies in the garden (haiga) CP #498
Toronto Photographer: Sara Desjardins
~
whispered, “good night”
caterpillars, I woke up
to butterflies.
~
gently land
on soft petals,
flitting joy.
~
joined together
in the garden, they play house
a brief time.
© Cheryl-Lynn, 2014/06/24
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Summer freedom (Carpe Diem #497 nakedness
hot summer night
skinny dipping in the pool
kids sound asleep
toddlers giggling
splashing in the wading pool
naked
end of summer
children rarely seem to have
tan lines.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/23
Ciao bella (haibun – puente)
As I was waiting for my son to visit last night, I was preparing my late dinner, steak and rapini and grabbed my notebook that I kept on the counter and scribbled these thoughts with fondness.
sorting rapini
watching water boil, missing
bella’s kitchen.
~reminiscing where foul don’t always fly~
hear the geese fly
aiming for cottage country
honk honk honk
In my thirteen years living in Toronto, I made amazing friends and colleagues. I miss many and sorting the rapini while the water was coming to a boil, I could not help but be reminded of that weekend I spent mostly in Bella…Maria’s kitchen. She cooks like most Italian mothers do…with abundance of love. She taught me by having me take part in making a cannelloni from scratch! {the sauce as well} (which I hurried to practice upon arrival on Montreal soil) then prepare a decadent dessert, tiramisu and watching her prepare rapini. My hips do not allow for the dessert too often but rapini is a new favourite that replaces my love for spinach and broccoli…now it reminds me of juicy food and succulent conversations with Maria. Je t’aime bella, cia mia cara.
(haiku)
Ciao Bella!
Maria knows best
feeds bellies with succulence
“mangia mangia”
What I also discovered living in Toronto was that not all feathered species like to fly. Many parks are filled with geese and ducks who are fed all year long…don’t really care to leave this great home. They seem to have taken residence and do not bother to fly south winters.
I still love to look at the geese who usually fly in the shape of a giant V with the leader at the head, coming and going from Canadian towns. However, I found these Toronto geese less intriguing but more intrusive with their pompous attitudes, blocking some majour intersections in the Lakeshore area while motorists had to literally stop while a family led by Queen goose mother decided to cross the street! I suppose it is funny now but in some parks especially at Centre Island, it may not always easy to find a clean spot to lay your red checkered tablecloth for a romantic picnic.
(haiku)
Toronto Geese
roaming,head high
lawns become their giant
chamber pot
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/21
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