the sun rising red
deer bows down to sip from lake
mystic fog surrounds
~
mystic fog surrounds
light mirrors at water’s face
a heart thumping loud
*For Carpe Diem # 251 Mystical.
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Cicadas Haiku
with prominent eyes
cicada hums a love song
debut performance
~
wears a bow of love
aiming for suitable mate
drums beat in stomach
~
a resurrection
its time to born once again
mother earth tears up
~
limbs sweat profusely
heat seeps into the body
hear cicadas’ sing
* The third haiku is based on the fact that some cicadas can lay dormant for as long as 17 years in the womb of the mother earth and one day comes when they come out again in their usual demeanor, which has become a symbol of resurrection.
* It was difficult for me to write haiku about an insect I haven’t got to see and listen to much. I have just faint memories of listening to the singing insects; so can’t be sure whether they were cicadas or not. Written in response of Carpe Diem # 232.
Taue (Rice Planting) Haiku
reflecting shadows
puddles of water on fields
workers in sedge hats
~
fields filled with water
men descends to place seedlings
gilded performers
~
women in kasa
traditional performance
the paddies planted
~
bow down in prayer
planting the mother earth’s womb
promising fine crops
~
young girls singing songs
hoping for a good harvest
time for festival
~
aura of dances
enhanced crop’s vitality
melodies in air
* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 220
My Achilles’ heel
My mind is my Achilles’ heel
in front of which I kneel
It is my weakness even when
I am strong
It is the fatal flaw which when
struck with an arrow
causes indeterminate pain
and may even lead to the end
of the entire thought process
It is something I will
always have to deal with, my mind-
My Achilles’ heel.
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