Friday, 14 August 2009

Katakoto and Dôshin - Haiku by Roy



sophisticated words
in abstract dance
float ahead into the sky

innocent child
play with words
so easy that even an adult smile

words create pictures
man remember in pictures
and the words dies

I have learned that man thinks in pictures, explain in words to replica his own thought to another individual, who then again store an image in his own photo library. When more defuse the messages are, then the picture can change totally and become quit different than from the original.
I agree some think this is the art of the intellectuals, the high class art for the "upper circle" of artists and public!
There is a saying in the bible: "If you don't become like a child, you will not enter into the heaven"....
I have worked for many years with children and adults in preaching the Gospel in Sunday school and Churches and learned that if you speak to an audience as to a child, everyone will understand. But if you try to be very intellectually and very sophisticated, trying to overcome another intellectual preacher and his speech, you end up in the sky and over the head of the listener. Making pictures gets more complicated.
Which poem and which speeches do you remember most? That's the one you have the clearest picture to store in your mind.

Please read about this issue on my Blog ( thoughts by Professor Tsubouchin Nenten) click

Thursday, 13 August 2009

Persimmon tree

photo:(c)Tomo.Yun (www.yunphoto.net/en/)


Persimmon tree

autumns joy
speechless

thousand lanterns
on a single tree
breathless moment

Only God can
draw its beauty
on a piece of paper
Haiku by Fujieda Teruo
Roy Lindquist

Tuesday, 11 August 2009

Railroad to Roppongi


Railroad to Roppongi station

dark night
lonesome rider



pedestrian lane
Shibuya
cobweb of passing souls


Kasumigaseiki building
people like ants
blossom dies






Sunday, 9 August 2009

Count our days


Gently august wind
thousand birchtree seeds floats silently
cover my lap

oneness
this instant
nothing more

western wind
whisper my name
counted days

Friday, 7 August 2009

even garbage........


even garbage salad
own
its beauty



even the smallest star
has its place
heaven enjoy

Thursday, 6 August 2009

Right now...we live; Haiku


under same sky
simultaneously breath
you and me

swallows gathers
on telephone string
listen to conversation of blind people

Crows and seagull
discuss latest news
from the buzzing waves

no roses
roe-deer happily guilty
empty garden

no dream can catch
two dancing butterflies,
love

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Memories from 2-20-9. Mita Minato-ku. Tokyo


Green shadows
old Lady write haiku in the tiny house
distant sound from Koto

Fujieda Teruo

I dont know if there is a house today in 2-20-9, mita, minato-ku, Tokyo
but my soul is still in remembrance of a good friend, which I will always remember.
I can still hear the distant voice, and koto music.
Roy

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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

Fujieda Teruo

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