The Poetry Palace, thursday poets rally (week 56)

thursday poets rally, week 56

A new week. So again a new thursday poets rally (week 56). I love this rally and I am glad that I have been invited to join. This weeks theme (a theme I choose autumn). I am a haiku poet and the autumn is one of the most lovely seasons (in my opinion). Just like the classic haiku poets I love the autumn moon. In my opinion the autumn moon is the most beautiful moon.

in the twilight
the autumn moon shines bright
on fallen leaves


through the branches
without leaves
the autumn moon


"look daddy!"
the little child yelled
the full moon


through the torn window
I am gazing to the full moon
of late october

Sincerely,

Haiku Wednesday prompt "meditate"

What to do with this new prompt "meditate". I love to meditate and writing haiku can be a meditative activity. So I will give this one a try.

walking on the heath
in the light of the full moon
the scent of autumn


a new day rises
inbetween the night and day
I meditate

credits: straatkaart.nl

'till next sensational haiku wednesday

A Few New Haiku, (2)

Sometimes inspiration comes along when reading a book. These new haiku are inspired by reading Blyth's Haiku Vol. II, Spring (The Hokuseido Press - Tokio).

in the Bamboo
in front of the little cottage
a sparrow sings

the cool breeze
stroking the lovely face
of Buddha's child

the small garden
on the tiny balcony
also Spring

Bamboo

Sincerely,

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.

HAIKU HEIGHTS prompt "obsession"

This weeks prompt "obsession" is again tough. But I will give it a try.

three liitle lines
overwhelming obsession -
haiku passion

Matsuo Basho, my haikumaster

A Few New Haiku

The days are becoming shorter. Autmn is moving to it's closure, the air is further cooling down and the winds are becoming stronger and colder. Autumn is THE season for me. I love the colouring of the leaves and the branches becoming 'naked'. The scent of the decomposing nature is sweet and sour, but always the loving smell of the earth. After the rainstorms the Earth is smelling stronger and stronger. Autumn ... the haiku season.

the scent of earth
decomposing leaves
the rain storms


through the branches
without leaves left on them
naked nature


bare branches
spooky lines and profiles
in the moonlight


nature changes
the fresh summer colours
fading away

credits: goodlightscraps.com

Sincerely,

SENSATIONAL HAIKU WEDNESDAY, prompt "fleeting"

This weeks haiku wednesday has the prompt "fleeting", a nice prompt to work with. It wasn't easy, but I succeeded.

her perfume
is fleeting with her laughter -
mother's funeral

Until next wednesday

Little Birdie!!

For One Single Impression a new haiku on the prompt "Birdie":

"Little Birdie, Little Birdie!"
The little child's screams
On the golf course

POETS UNITED, The Poetry Pantry is now open

I discovered Poets United, the place to be, when you have your own poetry blog. I am glad to have found this website and I have published there one of my first English Haiku:

a lonely flower
my companion
for one night

Dutch translation:

een eenzame bloem
mijn metgezel
voor een nacht




credits image: varbak



POETRY PICNIC of the GOOSEBERRYGARDEN

I feel honoured that The Goosberrygarden has invited me to the Poetry Picnic of this week. I am gratefull therefore. I will introduce myself with this haiku

Honeysuckle blooms
her perfume overwhelming
a birds feather

Come on and see The Poetry Picnic Of The Gooseberrygarden for yourself.

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