Ha ha pleased you liked it....couldn't get to computer on Sat to post though....belated birthday wishes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
....so undignified.........thats why we do it :-)
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Ha ha pleased you liked it....couldn't get to computer on Sat to post though....belated birthday wishes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
....so undignified.........thats why we do it :-)
Just been out for a loosening jog with my new garmin...have discovered my geeky side but managed to turn off all the beeps so as not to spoil the solitude.
from golden coltsfoot
the mallard couple takes flight
nuptials disturbed
Glorious run over Monk's moor and along to Hardberry trig this evening, smoke signals abound all of the North Pennines it seems. The lapwings have switched to their soaring, switching, mating whistles, while plovers remain mournfully hidden.
Basking sunshine fell
The heather burners joyful
heat and sweat unite
Nice one Hes. Haven't yet spotted any coltsfoot this spring but I'll keep my eyes peeled! What a day - evening it's been.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
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Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Now that is great fun NB - brought a smile to me :D:D:D:D
any Curlew yet?Quote:
Originally Posted by Mossdog
loads in Wharfedale yesterday,
and Oystercatchers!
It was the perfect day for a haiku wasn't it? I really like yours Mossy. There were lots of lapwings and oystercatchers my way today too and I heard the curlews again. I do love this time of year, so full of hope.
That coltsfoot was gorgeous...a little patch of sunshine.
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They are back on the moors in Nidderdale and along the Ure! :)
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Originally Posted by Derby Tup
Haiku and Curlew
Return in abundance now
Spring has truly sprung
Woodpeckers greet spring
Bursts of automatic fire
Perforate the air
Day filled with sunshine
Birds and poets awakened
Rising high in verse
Lovely haiku from everyone today...very refreshing x
Wots a Haiku :o
Is this one....seriously av nee idea!!
Fine words lost forever
Lesson to learn
Carry notebook
Googled Haiku
Flumoxed
Try later
Aw this is lovely and I agree some really stunning haiku tonight from all...i am resigned to the fact that I just can't write haiku as much as I love them!Quote:
Originally Posted by Mountain Goatess
Tulips
Wilting teardrops
and feint hues of violet
speak of spring.
Ha ha ! a man after my own heart, i love to read other haikus but struggle with constructing them! :-)Quote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Hiya NB, its kind of hard to explain the nuances of haiku but there are lots of articles on the internet that do it quite well...be prepared, they are very long!
In short...a haiku is a Japanese three-lined verse with 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second and 5 in the third. It alludes to nature or the seasons and usually there is a word within that will tell you what season it is...could be a bird that only visits in a particular season or a weather etc. The western versions tend to seem lengthier than the japanese which has something to do with the construction of our different languages and so some western haiku poets don't stick to the 5,7,5 rule and shorten the amount of syllables used. However, others like to work to a very structured form and I would say that most people on this thread seem to. I quite like the 5,7,5 rule as it is a challenge!
In my opinion, there is an intangible element to a really good haiku...it is the essence of something seen but it has an almost metaphorical element that can't be explained but which connects with your subconscious and emotions or am I talking bollox.:rolleyes:
When it comes down to it...don't get bogged down by all the rules, just have a go and enjoy it. Most people on here have written one at some point and there's been some gems. Derby Tup is our international haiku poet and don't believe Freckle...as she just proved, she's great at writing them.
Its a bit basic but I hope it helps. Oh yes...and if you write about people in the same form (ie 5,7,5) it is called a senryu I believe.:)
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Intangible met-
aphorical subconscious?
Or is it bollocks?
:-)
None yet in Teesdale DT, or snipe. Plenty of lapwings though and plover on the highest areas of rough grass. Oh...and the woodpeckers are going barmy and lots of owl hooting in the day time too!!!! Worst of all though, is that for the last three weeks I've been woken at first light (grrrrrrrrrr) by a totally crazy chaffinch attacking every window in the house. Can't eait for him to 'get lucky' and perhaps we all might get along a little bit clamer!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup
That's exactly the sound -well said OW. Looking out 'in coming'!Quote:
Originally Posted by Old Whippet
Whatja mean you can't wrote haiku - sounds very good to me.Quote:
Originally Posted by freckle
:wink::wink::wink::wink:Quote:
Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill
:D:D, hope your chaffinch gets lucky too! Its coming to the time of year where I'll be woken by the dawn chorus every day, it seems so churlish to put ear plugs in but it is a bit frustrating!
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:D...you always make me laugh HHH!
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The Curlew Song
The viewless blast flies moaning past,
Away to the forest trees,
Where giant pines and leafless vines
Bend 'neath the wandering breeze!
From ferny streams, unearthly screams
Are heard in the midnight blue;
As afar they roam to the shepherd's home,
The shrieks of the wild Curlew!
As afar they roam
To the shepherd's home,
The shrieks of the wild Curlew!
The mists are curled o'er a dark-faced world,
And the shadows sleep around,
Where the clear lagoon reflects the moon
In her hazy glory crowned;
While dingoes howl, and wake the growl
Of the watchdog brave and true;
Whose loud, rough bark shoots up in the dark,
With the song of the lone Curlew!
Whose loud, rough bark
Shoots up in the dark,
With the song of the lone Curlew!
Near herby banks the dark green ranks
Of the rushes stoop to drink;
And the ripples chime, in a measured time,
On the smooth and mossy brink;
As wind-breaths sigh, and pass, and die,
To start from the swamps anew,
And join again o'er ridge and plain
With the wails of the sad Curlew!
And join again
O'er ridge and plain
With the wails of the sad Curlew!
The clouds are thrown around the cone
Of the mountain bare and high,
(Whose craggy peak uprears to the cheek —
To the face of the sombre sky)
When down beneath the foggy wreath,
Full many a gully through,
They rend the air, like cries of despair,
The screams of the wild Curlew!
They rend the air,
Like cries of despair,
The screams of the wild Curlew!
The viewless blast flies moaning past,
Away to the forest trees;
Where giant pines and leafless vines
Bend 'neath the wandering breeze!
From ferny streams, unearthly screams
Are heard in the midnight blue;
As afar they roam to the shepherd's home,
The shrieks of the wild Curlew!
As afar they roam
To the shepherd's home,
The shrieks of the wild Curlew!
Henry Kendall
For fell wandering, wader loving Fell Poets everywhere
Beyond golden sands
distant hues growing brighter
the morning sun rise
Great stuff Ken, but be careful as haiku is strangely addictive. I had bits of paper everywhere a while ago with unfinished snatches of verse on them, and I was driving around counting fives and sevens on my fingers. That might tell you more about me than haiku mind :oQuote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Cheers Andy.....its ok tho', ahm at work :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup
remind me to post this June 18Quote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup
Moving swiftly through
fleet of foot climbing strong
Tupped, job well done!
You can't beat a cheeky haiku in work's time :cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Cheers mate; that would be blooming brilliant!Quote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Aye. There are 3 or 4 woodpeckers in the woods next to my house. It's the 1st year I've been here in early spring. It sounds like they are gunning for each other like kids playing Japs and Commandos. Trouble is that's too much to get into a haiku.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mossdog
That sounds like a challenge to my ears. I'll get back to you.Quote:
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Top stuff NB. I love a cheeky haiku.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Glad to hear you are full of the joys of spring Mossy. :-)Quote:
Originally Posted by Mossdog
And relax........
It was just asking for a haiku my dear!Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
Like that NB, hope it comes true, be made up for t'Tup.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nee Bother
Found this, like it, sharing it.
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry
Lyrics from a Rick Springfield song, still miss my father, 12 years on friday since the long night.
My Father's Chair still standing there
All alone since the long night
Now it's three years on and I still feel
He'll come home, we'll be alright
So where's this healing time brings
I was told the pain would ease
But it still hurts like the first night
That night my brother, my mother and I
Were looking up at a distant star
And wishing we could reach that far
And back in the house
And alone for the first time
We told each other we cared
We avoided My Father's Chair
I watch my family, we hold on
We are strong and we'll be alright
The clock continues counting down, all the while
And every child will share the long night
But do the spirits meet again
Why am I still so filled with doubt
Is my soul everlasting
And the far distant future
When I knew you'd be gone
Came too fast and stays too long
Why do they leave the weak of spirit
And take the strong
When the world turns sour
And I get sick from the smell
And I can't find no comfort there
I climb into My Father's Chair.
See you again one day, best friend.
I'm glad that you did Steve, its beautiful.
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Another moving choice. I think you never stop missing them, no matter how many years pass, you just are more aware of it at certain times than others. Sending you a virtual hug for Friday.
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