“Spring”, watercolor, janekohutbartels, 2006
Writing haiku is like eating chocolates…once you start, it’s addictive. I am early in this more formal study of haiku, so I am probably violating everything about them, but I am trying to first proceed from direct observation .
These new ones I am collecting under the title: “Cold Moon”.
Perhaps it’s the pollen, but it is definitely spring, and the weather outside is so tender and lovely. It won’t last long, here in the South of USA because we generally get violent storms in this season, and then a long, long stretch of drought and heat. But until that part of the season reveals itself, there is so much right outside my window, and in my gardens, and up in the sky to inspire.
Lady Nyo
Cold Moon
The koi are hungry
Orange mouths gulp green water
Good the algae grows
Spring robins watch
Quarrelsome beasts these birds!
They don’t share the worms
Half submerged eyes
Of frogs in algae filled pond
Reflect cloudy moon
Swifts- dark crescent moons
Sickles cutting through the dusk
Tag the slower bats
Chatter of sparrows
Treble voices to spring song
Dried leaves percussion
Soft rains caress earth
A hand slides up a soft thigh
Cherry blossoms bloom
Sultry air disturbs
The sleep of husband and wife
Panting without lust
POEM
Plum Blossom Snow
The present snowstorm of
White plum blossoms
Blinds me to sorrow.
They cascade over cheeks
Like perfumed, satin tears,
Too warm with the promise of life
To chill flesh.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2012
“Plum Blossom Snow” was published in “White Cranes of Heaven”, 2011, Lulu.com
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