Thursday 29 March 2012

29-3

wind-dried washing, blown
with scent of sun and Spring air, 
all clean, fresh and crisp

Freya Pickard 2012

Wednesday 28 March 2012

March 28th

stars, moon on the run
I see the seasons play chase -
night clouds in wind breath

JulesPaige/davh

You can read more of JulesPaiges work at julesgemsandstuff

Jules wrote this in a comment in response to my Haiku 2-29 and I loved it so much I've reposted it here. I love the movement, the power, the elementals moving so swiftly we cannot keep up. What you do think of it? Freya

Tuesday 27 March 2012

27-3

the flowering black-
currant droops its bright pink blooms
against new green leaves

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday 22 March 2012

22-3

daffodil brightens
and cherry tree whitens; brought
to life by the sun

Freya Pickard 2012

Wednesday 21 March 2012

March 21st

A lone ship sails sad
on turquoise blue foamy waves,
its masts pierce grey clouds.
 
Claudia Messelodi 

To read more of Claudia's work please visit Stream of Stones

This haiku is so poignant. I love real ships, with sails full-bellied under a windswept sky and this haiku conjured up such a vivid image. But her use of sad and pierce led me to think that the ship maybe carried bad news or perhaps she was the last of her kind... Freya

Tuesday 20 March 2012

20-3

equinox passes, full
moon wanes as Spring ascends, mist
diffuses sunrise

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday 15 March 2012

15-3

the promise of Spring
no longer a hint but now
a reality

Freya Pickard 2012

Wednesday 14 March 2012

March 14th


In the marble sink
lie artichokes lettuce mint,
green bunch of flavours.

Claudia Messelodi 

To read more of Claudia's work please visit Stream of Stones

I love the way Claudia uses colour and texture constrast within her haiku. The marble is hard and cold whereas the green leaves are vivid and organic, standing out against the paleness of the sink. Freya

Tuesday 13 March 2012

13-3

the breeze skims my neck
scratches at my cheeks and ears; 
mist halts Spring again

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday 8 March 2012

8-3

bright mist blown by warm
wind reveals blue sky of
Spring and the sunshine

Freya Pickard 2012

Wednesday 7 March 2012

7-3

lightness in the air
as misty dawn brightens. Year
awakens, smiling

Freya Pickard 2012

Tuesday 6 March 2012

March 6th

Amazed we discern
chestnut husks fall down from boughs, 
pearls of the autumn

Claudia Messelodi 

To read more of Claudia's work please visit Stream of Stones

 Again Claudia creates something very different. I always think of pearls as pale, but I suppose the insides of the chestnut husks are pale like pearls - I hadn't really associated the two together before. So thank you Claudia for stretching my imagination and taking me to a new place. Freya

Thursday 1 March 2012

March 1st

Seeking a way out
of a sudden awesome mist,
eyes trapped in a dream.

Claudia Messelodi 

To read more of Claudia's work please visit Stream of Stones

 I've been in a mist like this! Ah, or is it a dream? Or is it symbolic - the poet can't see their path clearly.... So many interpretations of this one. Freya