The moon has come out tonight—
full and brilliant, a hushed white.
I sip persimmon tea underneath
the Japanese maple tree.
Closing my eyes, the summer breeze
ripples through me.
The koi swim to and fro—
like red ticks on cement,
watch how they dance and go.
I think of years gone by,
the times that passed too slow—
those moments I wish I froze.
The tea is cooling between my wrinkled fingers.
Of memories gone past,
far too fast—
my breath deems too long
koi pond quietude
values and tones of zen stones...
find repose and peace
8/9/2018 - Poetry form: Haiku - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
अब तक तो तुम ही इस दिल की तमन्ना थे,
पर अब जब तुम मेरे नहीं हो सकते,
तो फिर इस ज़िन्दगी से मुझे और कोई
ख्वाइश नहीं ।
~your smiling queen :)
Till now you were my desire, but if you can't be mine, then I don't have any expectations from my life.
I just overheard
Koi fish do not have *******
In my sister's mind
Yeah, you read that correctly! And right now, I'm howling.
My sister apparently wanted to say 'koi fish don't have teeth' but said '*******' instead.
I'm dying loooool
Rosy mists breaks skies
Dawn is painting the new day
Smooth, glassy ponds
Sunrise flares sweet spokes of light
Noble groves of trees
Koi fish glide smoothly
Glimmer through seaweed like pearls
Their eyes shine with joy
A tree dew drop falls
Kiss the pool and forms dimples
Near to far rose shades
Had a trip to a park today. For once, the sun was shining, the sky was clear and the breeze was perfect. I sat at the top of the hill, closed my eyes and just imagined a quiet place in mind. So here it is!
Been a while since I wrote a classic haiku.
This was so lucid, it's kinda scary. Man, I really AM getting better at this! ^-^
*Lyn pats herself on the back*
Thank God for zen music!
Hope you like it and feel as tranquil as I did.
Be back soon!
Your lips hang,
pulled by the murk, the grime,
smothering your face.
Separated from your kind, your kin.
Have you haunted these putrid waters,
patient for your time?
Or do you plot, terrible dreams of revenge,
to take the light?
Nippon carp pool scene
media feeding frenzy
fake news: foul sushi
Great orange savior
feeds outside the box.
while fake news carps at Donald . . .
Media: go to *hell.
Let Eastern dawn illuminate harmonious meeting of brilliant minds. Dear Leader, Orange Savior of Mankind, makes great deals yet also is kind to gentle fish. From his all-providing hand the sacred Koi enjoy a portion of benificence. Great leader and fellow-citizen Trump strides boldly into enemies' flashbulbs, like vanguard of populist nationalism confronting weak running dogs and reactionary landlords of globalist tyranny. Fish who refuse his generosity must hide in cold deep, risking hunger and loneliness, condemned by the People's glorious movement toward revolutionary rebirth.
Traitors and false journalists: you are FISH-FOOD.
ALL HAIL DEAR LEADER AND FORWARD-THINKING PEOPLE'S HERO DONALD J. TRUMP