Daily haiku ~ the river

summer clouds—
kayakers floating
the river

© Colleen M. Chesebro

I’m with the grand-dogs this weekend on the Grand River. It’s always so beautiful and peaceful here.

I’m working on haiku imagery. The idea is to connect emotions by associating two or more images together in strange and unusual ways. It’s not as easy as it sounds. I find it is always best to look for alike, or contrasting images to feature in your poem.

In the haiku above, I targeted the “summer (my kigo) clouds” and the “kayakers floating the river,” definitely a summer activity. Clouds float – kayakers float, which are alike images.

A haiku should present an event in an image. It should SHOW us what happened without telling us about it or what emotion to feel. In the haiku above, what emotions do you feel?

Haiku poems share a specific event or observation. Haiku are not generalities, and we never use a simile or metaphor.

Most haiku are written in seventeen onji (Japanese sounds) which equates to around twelve syllables (3, 5, 3).

learning from home

#Michigan Woods, #Tanka

soft winds rustle leaves
below the green canopy
blue jay's whisper song
recalls wild fairy dances,
lush mushrooms—and dreams of sky

© 2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

This is your friendly reminder that the Word Weaving Poetry Journal is accepting submissions until July 15, 2021.

We publish haiku, senryu, haiga, gogyohka, tanka, tanka prose, haibun, cinquain poetry including any cinquain variations, Etheree, nonet, shadorma, Badger hexastich, Abhanga, and Diatelle syllabic poetry forms. We would love to see your work. If accepted, we will strive to present your work in such a way as to make you proud.

We share a broad view of what makes up haiku and senryu. We are not hostile to 5-7-5 but expect to publish more poems with fewer syllables. We are open to 1, 2, & 3 lines and other configurations.

We accept submissions from May 15 through July 15 for our first October issue. There is no submission fee.

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“Spring in Michigan” #Haiku Sequence, #NaPoWritMo

I missed a couple days of NaPoWritMo day 19 and my poem-a-day practice due to a packed schedule. I hope to make it up with a glimpse of my afternoon, seen from the upstairs window…

spring thunder
clouds, opaque and dark
sky grumbles

cold rain falls...
petal confetti
litters wet streets

redbird squawks
nest torn asunder,
day's labor lost

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

Join me every Tuesday on wordcraftpoetry.com for the Tanka Tuesday Syllabic Poetry Challenge.

“Spring Sunbeams,” #haiku, #NaPoWritMo

It’s day 14 of NaPoWritMo and my Poem-a-Day practice. I’m sure you’re tired of seeing these white pear tree blossoms, but they are so spectacular. My camera does not do them justice. I think I caught a faery glimmer in the trees. Do you see it?

spring sunbeam...
white blossoms sparkle
in the blue sky

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

My neighborhood is alive with color! Those clouds are bringing in a cold front. Snow tomorrow! I’d much rather have rain, but moisture is moisture.

“White Blossoms,” Day 13: #NaPoWritMo, #haiku

My neighborhood glows with white blossoms from the Bradford Pear trees that line our streets. It’s spectacular! The ground is covered in a white skiff of petals, and it looks like it snowed!

This afternoon the wind grew cold and gusty… just like a typical Michigan spring day. I’ll take some more photos tomorrow. For now, just use your imagination.

cool winds gust...
white petals cascade
lacy spring snow

©2021 Colleen Chesebro

“Humid Spring,” Badger hexastich trio, #NaPoWritMo

I had forgotten how humid it can be in Michigan… Today; the humidity rolled in from Lady Lake Michigan and the rainy day bloomed as we headed into the afternoon.

So for my Poem-a-day practice, I described the approach of the afternoon rain. It’s day 8 on NaPoWritMo, but I’m not following the prompts.

muggy—
leaden clouds churn
rain spatters like cat feet
barely touching the ground
drops disappear
birds sing

steamy—
blue flies cluster
on dampish window screens
sunning 'tween breaks in clouds
when spring winds gust
blooms thrive

soggy—
cloudburst unleashed
drops cling like morning dew
slick streets shine with rainbows
gutters run deep
grass grows

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

“The Neighborhood,” #Haibun, #FlashFiction

The February 25 2021, Carrot Ranch flash fiction prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the word frozen. It can be descriptive, character focused, action driven. Go out onto the ice and find a frozen story. Go where the prompt leads!

Respond by March 2, 2021.

“The Neighborhood,” Haibun (99 words)

My first walk in the new neighborhood turned up some surprises. Across the street, a fast-running stream bordered the edge of the forest along the walking path.

So, this is where the deer came from, I thought. We’d spotted deer tracks in the snow as they came right up to our front porch. A real Michigan welcoming committee!

Around the corner, I spotted a pond, frozen beneath the afternoon sun. I day-dreamed about the frogs and crickets serenading us in the stillness of a long summer night.

 frost-bound pond glistens
 cattails rattle in the wind
 mourning dove calls spring

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

Join me every Tuesday on wordcraftpoetry.com for the Tanka Tuesday Syllabic Poetry Challenge.