Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Challenge #13, "just a kiss" (WabiSabi)

Good day, dear friends and followers,

As you maybe know I host a daily haiku meme at Carpe Diem and on a regular base I introduce there new features. Several months ago I launched the Tan Renga Challenge in which the goal is to complete a Tan Renga.
A Tan Renga has two stanzas, the first has 5-7-5 syllables and the second stanza has 7-7 syllables. It looks similar to the Tanka, the only difference is that a Tanka is written by one poet and the Tan Renga is written by two poets. (The Tan Renga is a short chained verse, as the Renga is a long chained verse.) This Tan Renga Challenge is a weekly event at Carpe Diem and this week the first stanza of the Tan Renga is by WabiSabi one of the contributors to the daily haiku meme at Carpe Diem. And I am grateful that WabiSabi gave me permission to use his haiku for the first stanza of this weeks Tan Renga Challenge.

at sunrise -
no words between lovers
just a kiss

(c) Wabi Sabi (8/24 2013)

Credits: roses

I think these roses are the best way to show the feeling in this haiku by WabiSabi and I think I will try to continu the second stanza also with that romantic touch. I hope I will succeed in that attempt.

First stanza (5-7-5):

at sunrise -
no words between lovers
just a kiss                                                        (WabiSabi)

Second stanza (7-7):

pink morning glory in full bloom
covered with crystal dewdrops                         (Chèvrefeuille)

Well ... what do you think?

See you .... later with more haiku ....

THE GOOSEBERRY GARDEN: Poetry Picnic week 13 "childhood"

Childhood a wonderfull theme. When I was young I played a lot with cars, but also with dolls. I had a great childhood and my parents (thank God they are still alive) were the most loving and caring humans I know. I had a brother, but ... he died for almost 17 yrs at the age of 34 on lungcancer. I had only him, one older brother, so now I am the only child living of our family. I am now 48 and I remember that I cried when I became 35, I (the youngest of two brothers) had become older then my brother. It was an unpleasant day, but also a day for thanksgiving, because I could be there for my parents.

sad memories
good ones too, I am still
in my childhood

with a lot of love
and nice thoughts about him

For The Gooseberry Garden: Poetry Picnic week 13 come and see for yourself. The Goosberry Garden a great place for all poets.