haiku #32818
the warmth of springtime
payment for a long winter
life awakening
the big thaw come spring
good things come to those who wait
it pays to be patient
during Eastertide
I visit dead relatives
to pay my respects
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The image is my photography animated from my bike rides on the Bay Trail in San Mateo, CA.
A trio of haiku written with Haiku Horizons for the prompt pay.
The Capture
An ice crystal begins
high in the clouds
a freezing water droplet
attaching to a dust particle
as it falls back to earth
water vapor freezes
building the six arms of the snowflake
no two are alike
as they plummet
towards my open mouth
where the new snowflake
the color of water
melts on my tongue
tasting of ozone and triumph.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Source of photo: Alexey Kljatov, animation by me.
This is a “found poem” where I took a part of something I found and used it in a new poem. Yesterday was the first day of spring but some aren’t feeling it yet as the snow sticks around. Written for the prompt color with my friends at Poets United.
Tanka…Nobe Okuri 野辺送り
a neighbor’s
funeral in new year week
fluffy snow flowers
from heaven
falling on his coffin…
©2018Rika Inami稲美里佳
My answer:
haiku #1518
snowflakes from heaven
a winter coat of sadness
covers his coffin
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Rika Inami is a well-known tanka poet who writes in her language and English. She takes walks in her native Japan taking photos and composing tanka about them. She’s also a friend of mine and a very sweet lady.
She posts her work daily on Google Plus and if you answer her work she’ll post it on her blog. This was my answer to her photo (above) and tanka.
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April Crocus
When it seems like old man winter
will never lose his icy grip
dainty goblet-shaped Crocus
push through the melting snow.
Yellow, white and purple flowers
putting on their Easter finest
a colorful revival and early arrival
that fills us with new hope
welcoming the coming spring.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
Shared with Monday WRites for Holy Week and Poets United.
Reasons
There are reasons for our seasons
as we watch for yearly clues
in the summer we have flowers
multicolored meadows viewed.
Then the trees turn glorious colors
dying leaves fall to the ground
before the burning bonfires end
winter’s come without a sound.
When the Crocuses start blooming
and I heed the robin’s call
spring will bring her wondrous renewal.
Good reasons for us all.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
I wanted to write a poem about the seasons while naming them within the poem. There were a few versions of this before I finally got the words the way I wanted them and I’m happy with the way it turned out.
A past musing shared with my friends at Poets United.
haibun #2717
Late in winter biking by
I heard a piercing skyward cry
I saw a large bird in the sky
an eagle looked me in the eye
I stopped a spell to watch it fly.
As I continued on my way
along the San Francisco Bay
the waters being calm that day
I watched the shorebirds interplay
stalking the waters for their prey.
the snowy egret
serves dinner
with a splash
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
I talk, write and live bicycles because it’s made me so healthy and happy. I ride my bike from my apartment to the San Francisco Bay Trail every other day. This is an area of woods, natural harbors, wetlands, tidal pools and all the creatures that live there. I often take photos and write about them like today.
The photographs (3 frames) were taken by James Graham (my roommate) and animated by me.
Written with dVerse~Poets Pub for Haibun Monday and shared with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads for The Tuesday Platform. I see no reason why a haibun can’t rhyme, is there one?
Early Crocus (Too Soon)
Deep in the earth it was time to wake
wake and bloom my place to take
sleeping all winter under the ground
waiting for spring so I could astound
sending out shoots for over a week
ready I was to have my first peek
slowly opening ready to show
only to find myself covered in snow!
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
I got this idea from the Crocus (which sometimes blooms through the snow) and this image from a Google search. The Crocus is one of my favorite flowers we used to have them in the backyard in Indiana and they always came up first.
This poem was picked to be in Chiaroscuro – Darkness and Light: Voices from poets, a dVerse~Poets Pub Anthology and I’m thrilled to announce that you can buy this book with my poem in it. Not just me, but 100 wonderful poets that I’ve written with for years. The book is on Amazon HERE.
Written with dVerse~Poets Pub.
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