Monday, 21 September 2009

My Dog`s death "Oscar" 2000 -2009, a Haiku



time shared
years of joy ended
 love complited

like a shadow
 friend never left one ince
two in one

green plains
and snowy winter
enjoyed togehter

left is
only your empty basket
sorrow

My dog Oscar, walked as my dearest friend along my side every day, trusting complitely in me. He was sick, but dident know that I had to take him to the Vet and put him down. This was hurting me totaly...and will still do a long time. Yes, it hurts very much.....words is empty at this state of mind.....

Friday, 18 September 2009

Ikebana - death; Haiku......



all life
is sacred
tiny flower



death occurs
when the stem of the flower
breaks



Ikebana
admiration of death
 cruelty

- - - - - - -

gentle waltz
early autumn leaf's
 distant admiration

Haiku by Roy Lindquist

As I am getting older, I feel all life is sacred, and even cutting flower's make me feel I shorten a life I am not allowed to do.
Its possible this is very controversial to say, but I cant stop thinking of it...
We admire a beautiful flower arrangement like Ikebana, but what do we really admire.....
I like better then Bonzai ( perhaps ) ....

This is unique I think ...a blue aquarium...live:
( borrowed photo)

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

Noh - mask; -haiku by Fujieda Teruo

 

 people passing
  grey grocery store
why smile

glued faces
Noh masks gallery
emptiness

passion
long gone
selfishness

unite
sledgehammer
crush masks



Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Monday, 14 September 2009

Haiku: Suzumushi song

Suzumushi Temple, Kyoto
110 days
content every minute
what a joy

sing
your song
and rest

no greed
adequate life
what more
written by Roy L.

Wednesday, 9 September 2009

Precious gift: Haiku by Roy Lindquist

 
fresh air
after evenings rain
insect sound

traffic noise
toil the garden wall
steal harmony

modern life
poor of night sound beauty
sunk in poverty

sing
my little bell cricket
precious gift

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Tanka ( poem): by Roy Lindquist

Painting: Dan Sekikawa, Tokyo 2009
From dust to dust:

leaf's change
red - yellow -brown
northern wind whisper
end of time
sleep my friend

death leaf
cover the ground
child playfully fly his kit
autumn blue sky
continuity

don't cry
death leaf
once a playful soul
life accomplished
earth still young

molecule dance
in orbit sky
never ending glory
from dust to dust
don't be sorry

Monday, 7 September 2009

Mothers last song: Tanka by Roy Lindquist


postludium
page turned back
memories
joy and pain
once a child
dancing marry-go-round

mountain hidden
fog so thick
eye stare - vain fore glimpse
mothers smile
searching fore plum blossom

autumns leaf's
tree nearly bare
hiding footsteps of the child
who once
was there

stradivarius
switched on memories
flash of a forgotten smile
heart taken pain
teardrop in wrinkled hand

mothers grave
moss covered stone
suzumushi ring the bell
call fore memento
old love lies deep
 
 
My Mother Ruth died 1963
 

Friday, 4 September 2009

Suzumushi Haiku: by Roy Lindquist


little cricket
sweet a sound
ring his bell

distant shore
waiting patiently
friend so dear

restless night
empty cage
Suzumushi lullaby



Thursday, 3 September 2009

Tanka ( poem): by Roy Lindquist


Butterfly in winterland:


joyfull child
across the field
catching butterfly in here hands
memories vague
Okinawa long gone

last path
sunshine gracefully ride
on mountain top
last remains
in a white box

silent walk
to resting place
winter land far away
Okinawa long gone
forgotten child

Butterfly in winter land
carried in my hand
last path
in deep silence
white chrysanthemum

Today I carried the ash of a women from Okinawa to here grave in Norway at a funeral. I feelt deep sorrow and thought of here childhood back in Japan. Given the honor to carry it the last footsteep down to the restingplace beside here son who drowned sixteen years ago...
Lonesome, but not forgotten - she was a Butterfly in winterland

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Tanka ( poem): by Roy Lindquist

crows chase
eagle in laud coarse
rainclouds hang dark
above the hut
poet rise his head wondering

borne in winter month
life affected by darkness
death always
cast shadow
on writers mind

crowded graveyard
still waiting
for the sun to shine
crows gathered
waiting for poets hand to rest



This is my first attempt to write Tanak.
I know the poem is a bit depressing, but
this is something that is always hanging
over my head as a shadow....
Its written after a real episode yesterday.

Tuesday, 1 September 2009

Why care: Haiku by Roy Lindquist


little blossom
in the shadow
big trees
*
written words
disappeared into space
no readers
*
tree grow
no taller than its
fertilized

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Thanks to Mr Isao Shinozaki - translator

My friend Mr Isao Shinozaki, teacher and mentor has helped me with translation to Japanese characters of my Haiku.
I am very grateful for his help which is of great value for me.
Domo Arrigato

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