Opals, Emeralds & Uncut Diamonds, Oh My! Daily Poetic Verse for The River by JulesPaige

10.30 mischief made

a haibun: mischief made

breaking tradition
never was a strong one
of counting candles

just another day
gaining ground over the hill
happy with right now

cupcake awaits
one before, another after
dinner out

maybe Saturday
I’ll pick up something for me
today is Thursday

©JP/dh

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http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-just-read-4-moon-in-haiku.html

http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/10/29/heeding-haiku-with-ha-a-haiku-moment-october-29-2014/

10.29 …mooning…

silent moon
sleepers breathe
dawn disperses dreams

waxing moon
bone china bowl
breath cools soup

full moon
dinner plate
on sky’s table

waning moon
silver crescent
morning croissant

noisy moon
declarative geese
migrate

©JP/dh

10.28 …guided…

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-592-nights-of-summer-june.html

10.28 …guided…

warm puddles of rain
fireworks and concert ends
early, we held hands

one son on each side of her
mother guided them homeward

early from the show
that year after dancing to
patriotic tunes

©JP/dh
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http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-591-helpful-may-2014-reprise.html

http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/10/26/prompt-78-persephone/

10.27 …only man…

harvest myth
sacrifice needed
Mother asks for fruit

only man demanded blood
which destroyed the dirt

nothing grew
where life was spilled
harvest myth

©JP/dh

10.26 …balance

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-590-kite-april-2014-reprise.html

10.26 …balance..

balance into wind
braced paper with a tail flies;
there is strung my dreams

©JP/dh
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10.25 …the beginning…

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-589-zentsu-ji-february-march.html

10.25 …the beginning…

swept in a pile
willow, chestnut, maple, oak
child sees fallen leaves

yet does not understand death;
the beginning of her life

she repeats ‘surprise’
in the joy of her playing
crushing, tossing; leaves

©JP/dh
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10.23 a haibun Rail Rider

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/10/carpe-diem-588-vladivostok-january-2014.html

a haibun: Rail Rider

I used to ride two different trains everyday
first from one state to another
and then to my destination

there is a different feeling being in an underground city
protected from the weather
everything there at your fingertips

well maybe…there are also the strangers
the ones that stay at stationary positions, who work there
and the seemingly uncountable flocks of people

there is the express and the local
the symphony of the inner workings of a clock
the schedules to be kept and the waiting

sometimes you get a seat and sometimes you stand
sometimes you grip a pole or a hanging hand rail
sometimes you can walk from car to car to car

I have a token somewhere that used to be able to
grant me access into that underground city
where one just was mostly just another traveler

I haven’t had to commute in years
though I have taken different trains upon occasion
there is a dream like quality to riding the rails

simple successes
arriving safely; to, from
places on a map

©JP/davh

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