introduction
This week on THE DAILY HAIKU the following themes produced many poignant haiku. Do enjoy being inspired by these themes to produce new haiku and/or post old ones. 3 lines, 5/7/5 syllables is as always a guide not a rule and do add photographs, artwork, music, sketches….
Explore sharing our emotions in the recent blog post TO GUSH OR NOT TO GUSH https://thegreatmargin.org/conversations/conversation-18-to-gush-or-not-to-gush/comment-page-1/#comment-127
Have a go at the fun workshop GETTING IN TOUCH WITH YOUR FEELINGS? to produce poetry and haiku and share it with anyone who has never written poetry before because it always produces surprising and inspiring results. https://thegreatmargin.org/conversations/conversation-20-getting-in-touch-with-your-feelings-writing-workshop/
Weekly Theme: HANDS
LIGHT
BROKEN
Musical prompt: BLACKBIRD by the Beatles
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Man4Xw8Xypo
TEARS
FROST
PENNIES
NOSTALGIA
PEACE
MUSIC
First line renga lines to start haiku with ‘Waxing and Waning’ and ‘Lost on the same path’
First posting of a new feature to share a video of a walk #WalkWithMe for people to respond to with a haiku and share their own walk videos which can prompt haiku in turn – could this be called Vaiku?
Link: https://twitter.com/TheGreatMargin/status/1352330615207637000
Creativity continues to help me through as January can be a tough time and this year not least with lockdowns and the ongoing worldwide challenges of Covid19.
Some haiku advice from Margaret Kiernan and Tom Fox members of THE DAILY HAIKU:
Margaret Kiernan
Writing haiku is not difficult. It concentrates your mind. It suits very well the elements of Nature. 5 7 5 syllables, to start with. You can study the form. Give it a bash. It is the year to be exceptional.
Tom Fox
My advice, other than to enjoy the process,would be to observe. Observe again. Record that observation. It’s the small ordinary detail that can make the bigger picture. Oh and enjoy the journey of making the haiku as much as the finished product.
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18 Comments on “Conversation 23: WRITE HAIKU: THE DAILY HAIKU Themes 16-22 January 2021”
Penny’s hands filtered
White powder from her pockets
Gave it to her nose
Favourite haiku of mine from the week:
old notebooks
broken bags of words carried
from place to place
our first newborn touch
her tiny hand in mine
my own mother’s smile
let’s make marmalade
murder this afternoon
rather than ourselves
lost on the same path
gathering stones to take home
fossils in our eyes
every shoreline
nudges me back to childhood
dens dug from sand
magpies and pennies
granny’s sayings mark my luck
seen and passed on
night broken by day
pieces of sky sea field me
looking for corners
beachcombing Priest’s Cove
shape of cold stone in my hand
sudden tide of tears
no more words
light from your dying eyes
holds me still
If I had to choose the favourite from my sequence it would be:
no more words
light from your dying eyes
holds me still
My favourite too from your list, although very sad, I feel there is some hope in it.
dawn frost
on the field
no crows
Love this haiku Sébastien. I am right there in the field noticing the absence of crows, the hard ground, winter… soooo evocative
Love this haiku, Sébestien, it’s very evocative of a winter scene. Some people think crows are harbingers of death, so no crows to me seems like an encouraging sign. I look.for them everywhere in these times of a pandemic.
Sebastian Beautiful imagery. I can feel the silence of dawn too.
It’s unusual for us to have much snow in Wirral , this haiku from when it came suddenly yesterday
Lying in the snow
Blue sky, winter clouds heavy
Ice melts in my hand
My favourite haiku of this week
I held your hand child
Till finger by sad finger
The bond was broken.
Small snow came today
Briefly turning the world white
Gone now, just echoes
Life’s endless voyage
To find one person with whom
Silence is enough.
Love the third one! Great L3 in context.
A difficult task, indeed. Lots of good ones.
I´ll take the next one by Annie Wilson:
mother’s pearl necklace
scatters across the floor
snowdrops dot the lawn
My favourites of mine this week:
Gran’s arthritic hands
Prominent veins and wrinkles
My hands now, I smile
Broken heart repaired
Finally believed in self
A light bulb moment
Six years later met Barry
Gold embedded in the cracks
Theme: pennies
One on each dead eye
Stops them opening again
Pays the ferryman
Jumping in the waves
Mum dries us, teeth chattering
Horlicks in the caff
Last few persimmons
hang forlornly from the tree
Food for the warblers
From mine this week:
this winter night
the branch where the blossom was
now bears a moon
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and the haiku-form sequence (one of about four this week):
there is no word
for the song of a blackbird
it is just heard
a waste of time
to describe a kingfisher
the bird’s the poem
and to soar
simply write the word eagle
nothing more
green is grass
blue the sky or sea – what else
stillness, glass
cold – frost will do
warmth, morning sun, a bowl of soup
in an igloo
one thing whereof
one word and only one is right
and that is love
The memorable week in the United States with the inauguration of President Joseph R. Biden Jr. and Kamala D. Harris inspired these two haiku:
once prize of the past
now a sign of sisterhood
pearls, out of their shell
needle and thread sews
tears in fabric of the land
stitch it together
in still of the night
tap tap tap and click click click
composing haiku
both our left hands meet
on top of his right shoulder
right-hand travels free
we will miss this when alone
widows’ and widowers’ tears
and mine too
These Old Hands
These hands these fingers
What they didn’t do before
Becoming broken
The pennies I made
Horseshoe-ing horses
Provided no winter warmth
It was colder then
In those far off days
But they leave a rosy glow
Remembered today
In chair, with pipe, worn slippers
In front of the fire
A peaceful old man
Who would have played piano
If he only could
All he ever learned
Was the musical cadence
Shouting rag and bone
Its a romanticised picture of some aspects of my Dad.
The Best of my haiku – last week (16th – 22nd Jan 2021)
The Daily Haiku – 302nd Theme, Light.
Love and light is all
that we need to lift us up,
when we’re down and out.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
The Daily Haiku – 303rd Theme, Tears.
Tears are only shed on
anniversaries, but he
remains in my heart.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021
The Daily Haiku – 36th Weekly Theme, Hands 3.
Soda farls, white or wheaten, smothered in butter,
child’s hands grab Barmbrack.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021
The Daily Haiku – 307th Theme, Peace.
I love the peace and
quiet of my Covid days,
just me, and my cats.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
The Daily Haiku – 30th Slow Renga.
lost on the same path,
the hand of fate brought us here,
we should join forces.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
The Daily Haiku – 308th Theme, Music
troubled minds are soothed
by music, eclectic tastes,
embalming the soul.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
Xxx ❤👩🦰🧡🦊💛xxX
Love these favorite haiku poems. Good reminder of how we tell our life stories via haiku.