Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Passing Through

Credits:lesley-oldaker@Deviant Art

Dear friends and followers,

This week's challenge for mind love misery 's menagerie is a wonderful painting by lesley-oldaker titled "Passing Through"
As I look at this painting ... it makes me sad. It looks like it's raining and people passing each other without looking at each other. They all are in a hurry to go at their home ... the rainy sphere makes me almost depressed ... and that feeling is caught already in the title of this painting "Passing Through".

There is a haiku written by Basho (1644-1694) which also has this feeling hidden in it. It's a not so well known haiku by the master:

Passing through the world
Indeed this is just
Sogi's rain shelter
© Basho (1644-1694)


What does this painted rainy and sad day bring me ... will it inspire me ... let me think it over becoming part of the scene. I feel the rain and the cold. I hear the sound of the rain and the feet of the people around me. Will there be a kind of perfume? I think so, because rain brings always a kind perfume ... the smell of wetted earth, or the sweet perfume of lavender ... I will see the people ... hurrying for home ...

Here is my attempt:

sweet perfume
mingles with the sound of rain -
a dog barks

© Chèvrefeuille


Well ... I hope you did like this post. See you next time.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Starry Night

Magpie Tales 234, Starry Night.

Starry Night by Alex Ruiz
An awesome painting to become inspired and this is what it brought to me ...

one starry night
to make that one painting -
the rustling leaves


© Chėvrefeuille

Well ... i hope you liked this haiku ... see you another time ...

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Photo Challenge #22 "seesaw"

Credits: Sarolta Ban
A new photo-challenge is "on" at mindlovemisery's menagerie hosted by Bastet. This time a gorgeous, manipulated, photo by Sarolta Ban. You can see what 'manipulated' means in this photo. Two butterflies on a seesaw. The photo is in black and white, but as I look closer to the butterflies, I think these are Monarch butterflies, very common in a big part of our planet. Here a photo in color of the Monarch butterfly.

Credits: Monarch butterfly
I have written a lot of haiku about butterflies, because I love these fragile creatures. These Monarchs are so colorful ... like a sunlit morning.

Monarchs together
playing above the fields -
children's laughter

children's laughter
resonates through the barley-fields
their new seesaw

their new seesaw
painted in black, white and orange 
like Monarchs

© Chèvrefeuille

Well ... I hope you did like this post .... see you next time ... ariverderci!


Monday, August 18, 2014

To Late for the Ferry

Yell Sound, Shetland, 2014, by R.A.D. Stainforth

A wonderful photo of the Ferry which brings people to the Shetland Islands. The lake ripples in the wind and above the lake clouds are showing their white-grey colour ... it looks like it will going to storm there.
It's in balance and only a thin line of mountains between the sky and the lake. This photo is 'picked' at Magpie Tales (Mag. 233) and the goal is to write a phrase towards the photo or a poem. Well ... I am a haiku -poet so I love to share a haiku inspired on this photo.

to late for the ferry
after a steaming hot summer night
with my paramour


© Chèvrefeuille

to late for the ferry
I seek shelter in the harbour -
mid summer storm


© Chèvrefeuille

Well ... not as strong as I had hoped, but it was a joy to write/compose them. See you another time ...

Friday, August 15, 2014

My Angels

Credits: Sarolta Ban
A new Photo-Challenge at one of my favorite weblogs mindlovemisery's menagerie which I have discovered recently ... they have always a wonderful painting or photo for inspiration and I love to take up this challenge to write a poem, short story or something inspired on the photo. This time the title of this photo "Cardboard Angel" inspired me to write a haibun.

My Angels

I remember him very well, how could I ever forget him? He was the most precious what I had. We were always together and we shared almost everything. He is still around me after almost 20 years. I miss him every day ... sometimes I look at his photo on the wall just right of the TV-set ... framed in a silver frame together with my grandma and our Yorkshire terrier. All are missed ... and they all watch over me and my family.
No Cardboard Angel, but real angels ... I know for sure that he, my brother, my grandma and our Yorkshire are watching over me ... I can sense their presence in so many things ... I can feel them trying to cherish and comfort me as I am sad ... they are my angels ...

no cardboard angels
cherish and comfort me when I am sad,

... real angels do

© Chèvrefeuille

Well ... I hope you did like this post. See you next time.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

on my way home

Credits:Julie-de-Waroquier@DeviantArt 


Dear Friends and Followers,

Another wonderful piece of art came along at 'mind, love, misery's menagerie' were you can find every Sunday a awesome picture, painting or photo for inspiration.
This week it has to do with time ... If you follow my daily haiku-meme at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai you certainly have seen and read my post on movement, in which time also plays a role. So I am into time already.

The painting shows us a derailed play-train and the (beautiful) legs of a female dressed in blue. What tells this painting me? As I first saw this painting I thought about the days past when i travelled by train to my work at the VU in Amsterdam, were i worked on the oncology and hematology-unit. Mostly the train was on time, but sometimes the train was to late ... well sh.. happens.

on my way home
my thoughts are running wild -
derailed train

© Chėvrefeuille

Another one, more in the 'time'-sphere:

I missed my train
snow falls softly ... tucking in the world -
she ... dressed in blue

© Chėvrefeuille

Well .... i hope you did like the read ... see you next time ...

I am a Dutch Haiku poet and host of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

A First Attempt on a Photo Challenge (#19 "while you were sleeping") by Mindlovemisery's menagerie "seeking for relief"

Credits: Photo by Martin Stranka

Good day dear friends and followers,

Just a few minutes ago I ran into a wonderful Wordpress Weblog called Mindlovemiserys menagerie a wonderful WP-blog and this photo about which this photo challenge is ... asked my attention immediately. I asked myself "What does this photo say to me?" An I tried to answer that question ... A young guy stands on the edge of a canyon. He looks down, he is maybe sad or disappointed in life or in someone. As I looked closer I saw a 'wound' at his heart ... I think this guy has a broken heart, his girl- or boy-friend left him. Is he in an excistential crises? I think he suffers of his lost love and intends to step out of life. This photo gives me the shivers, and a feeling of strong sadness.

The goal of this challenge is to write a poem or a short story inspired on this photo ... so here I go ...

seeking for relief
aching of a broken heart -
love isn 't forever


© Chèvrefeuille

I am a Dutch haiku poet and I have a few weblogs about haiku. Haiku is my passion and it gives me the opportunity to give words to my feelings.



My Dreams Wander

Dear friends and followers,

As you all maybe know I am hosting a daily haiku-meme at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. This almost gone month July we had all wonderful haiku written by the ''big-five'' (Basho, Chiyo-Ni, Buson, Issa and Shiki). Today (July 31st) I published the last episode of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai of July and that last episode was a haiku by Matsuo Basho (1644-1694). It was his last poem ever, or also called, his death-poem. Here is Basho's death-poem:

ill on a journey
my dreams start to wander
across dessicated fields

© Matsuo Basho (Tr. Chèvrefeuille)

Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)

It's very common in classical  times that poets wrote their death-poem, the last poem of their life. It's however not my intention to write my death-poem already, but I like that custom a lot ... maybe my death-poem will be once carved in my tombstone, but that's not up to me.
How would my death-poem sound? What would it say? I don't know ... it's not my time to pass away ...

My response, my inspired haiku based on Basho's death-poem is the following:

my dreams wander
along the path of my life ...
Honeysuckle blooms

Honeysuckle blooms
sharing her sweet perfume
I dream away

© Chèvrefeuille

Well ... I hope you did like this post .... see you next time ...

Namaste

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Buttercups


This haiku is written in response of the Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt ''buttercups''. Carpe Diem is a daily haiku-meme and I am hosting it. This month all the prompts are modern kigo (seasonwords) for summer and this month (June) was really a joyfull CDHK month with a lot of nice prompts and wonderful haiku contributed by the visitors and members of CDHK.
CDHK ... feel free to visit and participate. It's a warm and loving haiku-family ....

the day ends
buttercups share their golden light -
the moon rises


© Chèvrefeuille

Credits: Buttercup
Do you like to write and share haiku? Than feel free to visit one of my haiku memes at:

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, a daily haiku meme

or

Haiku Shuukan, a weekly haiku-meme (every Friday a new prompt)

You are welcome to visit and participate ... feel free ...

Namaste

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Haiku Horizons "master"

 
Inspired by the prompt at
 
 
Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,
 
It's a little time ago that I posted here at Chèvrefeuille's Haiku-blog, my home-weblog, but I think it's time to make this weblog a little bit more active. So therefore I have chosen to write a post in response on Haiku Horizons prompt "master".
I wonder in what kind of sphere I have to place this prompt. Means "master" the teacher or does it mean that you have "mastered" something? Well ... both ways are possible I think, but I will go for the teacher and I am gonna tell you a little bit more about my haiku-master, Matsuo Basho (1644-1694).
Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)
Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) was a haiku master and had several new ideas for writing haiku. One of his ideas was the Kanshicho-style in which he wrote haiku in a different way than we (all) know it.
As we (all) know haiku has three sentences with 5-7-5 syllables, but haiku written in Kanshicho-style were different. The three sentences could count, for example, 6-4-10 syllables or 3-11-5 syllables.
I embraced the Kanshicho-style when I wrote my first English haiku in 2005 and I started my first haiku weblog. The first English haiku I ever wrote was the next one:
 
a lonely flower
my companion
for one night
© Chèvrefeuille
 
Notice the syllable count 6-5-4. In that same year this haiku was translated into several languages, for example, Hindi, Tagalog and Scottish and also in Dutch (my maiden language). At that moment I realized that I could become a well-known International Haiku poet and remained writing my haiku in English.
The years following were with ups and downs, but I remained writing haiku in English, but mostly in Dutch. I also began to translate haiku of other haiku poets into Dutch, French, German and Spanish. As you all should have noticed Basho's my 'role-model' or let me say “Basho is my haiku-master”. Several fellow haiku poets have told me that my haiku are touched by Basho's Spirit. In other words my haiku according to fellow haiku poets, are in the same tone and sphere as Basho's. I am honoured and proud that my fellow haiku-poets compare me with Basho … it makes me just a humble haiku-poet.
Well ... that was the introduction to this Haiku Horizons prompt "master" and here is my haiku inspired on that prompt. I hope that you like it.
watching a snail
in the light of the full moon
just a silver trail
just a silver trail
points me to rhe right place
mountain monastery
 
Credits: Snails in the moonlight
mountain monastery
finally becoming one
I bow to my master
I bow to my master
Matsuo Basho told me the way
to watch a snail
© Chèvrefeuille
Well ... I hope you did like this post on "master" and I am looking forward to your comments. Have a great week ... and 'til another time.

Namaste
         Haiku Shuukan