we toss pebbles in
the river rippled with joy
in peace a dam grows
Haiku Poetry Journey | update #2
In continuation of my literary inquisition of haiku poetics, using short form in efforts to expand the breath of my expressions; this journey coupled with the studies of literary aesthetics and concision of Matsu Basho has been quite spiritually rewarding. I must admit, this commitment to writing daily has been a challenge, since I was previously a write when I feel kind of poet…a few things:
- Flow factor of the 17-syllables
- Playing with natural metaphors
- Improvised and focused thought
- the injection of spiritual and or memories in short breath form
- braving the challenge of brevity
on that note this post
has reached its expressive breath
as fall to winter
—Tshombe Sekou
Haiku 143/365:2013
some days the words fly
away as startled black birds
shadowing the sun
Haiku 142/365:2013
the rain and tears fall
and wind envelops all sin
while the grass grows tall
it seems the difference between spoken-word and literary-word is, the former is physical animation, and the latter is mental animation until given breath.
poems are buoys; we use them as we navigate through life, and leave them for others to discover what they will…
Nishima #12
when the silence
comes
the poem
for me, there is a connectedness between the ethereal spirit and tangibility in poetics, which impacts total comprehensibility; every poem is ultimately personal.
Haiku 141/365:2013
remembering the
sound of ocean waves sharing
poems with the shore…
Nishima #10
the home silent
our
souls find peace
