Gooseberry Garden: Poetry Picnic week 14 'what I am thankful for in my life

Gooseberry Garden: The Poetry Picnic

Well another Poetry Picnic with a new and nice theme "What I am Thankful for in my life". I have a lot to be thankful for. I have a good health, a nice and wonderful family, I have a job, I became a oncology nurse and my international break through as a haiku poet.
And for sure I am very thankful for all those nice comments given on my haikublog.

a wonderful heart
radiating with intense love
for the world

a world full of
wonderful poetry and friends
precious

thanks to the world
for all the wonderful things
in my life

Credits: Bright Sky

This 'haiku like' poem I wrote for Gooseberry Garden: Poetry Picnic Week 14 come and look for yourself.


Sincerely,

Silent Shadows a new haiku

Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)

Not so long ago I have read all Basho's haiku (As Jane Reichold did collect them). Amazing. He wrote 1000 haiku in his whole lifetime. One of my favorites is:

deep autumn -
my neighbor,
how does he live, I wonder


This one inspired me and helped me crafting a new one in the same sense:

in the mist
silent shadows passing by
is it my neighbor?


I wrote this haiku just a several minutes ago. Looking through the window and seeing the fog, that's so common for the autumn weather of november in The Netherlands. The world looks smaller and quieter. The air feels colder and wet, but also the scent of the rotting leaves is becoming stronger. I love that smell.

Credits: Shadows in the mist

Sincerely,

HAIKU HEIGHTS, prompt 95 "urn"

Another saturday's Haiku Heights prompt. This week the prompt is "urn". What can I do with this prompt? I have given it a try, but it wasn't easy.

For my brother ... I will miss you forever.

in loving memory -
above the fireplace
my brother's urn

my brother's urn
a still life of remembrance
tears in my eyes

I wish ...
that there was no urn for him
and he was still alive

Sincerely

Rustling of Bamboo

Another haiku about Bamboo.

credits: drue.net

rustling of bamboo
the cool summer breeze -
a skylark's song

The Old Church

Not so very long ago I was on a holiday in Spain. Went to walk and ran into an nice old church. I didn't make  a photograph, but now after such a long time I wrote a haiku about an Old Church.

in the old church
the scent of incense
I hear the prayers

the sound of church bells
moves toward my home
through the Spring haze



Sincerely,

New Haiku (11.17.2011)

A few new haiku which I love to share with my visitors.

in the twilight
mist creeps low over the field -
stars twinkle

the sound of church bells
moves towards my house
through the Spring haze

a long day's walk
through the mist of autumn -
finally the moon

Sincerely,

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.