Tanka ( poem): by Roy Lindquist

Photo by Tom Haarman

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.

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

Que Vadis: Haiku by Roy Lindquist

Photo: Howard Garrett DirtDoctor.com

emerald beetle
crossing busy road
hurry friend

strong armour
become rusty
life waste away

water drops
disappear in my palm
nothing everlasting

serenade song
whisper through rain
Que Vadis

Memories of "Kimiko" 2009; Haiku by Roy L

Memories of "Kimiko" 2009:

sunrise born
died in frozen world
distant shore

tears empty
fruit of life long gone
left alone

no grave
can bury sorrow
shadows flowers

once a dream
smashed by life so dear
no stars

I was sad when I learned that a Japanese women died a few days ago in Norway. I knew here, and here sad story. Here name is different from the original in my writing because of the family, but the story is true.
Once a smiling japanese girl, who fell in love with a seaman from the land of the Northsea, far away from here home. Here dream was all broken, and everything went wrong. Son drowned in young age, divorsed and left alone in a winterland with strangers. Here grave will be nexst to here son. I belive there is many such "dreams" that ende like this...to sad....

Photo of painting taken from: Edgewort Johnstone paintings

Edgeworth Johnstone- Gallery

Odori Haiku by Fujieda Teruo

floating in the air
dancer silently move
Yokobue flute

feet slowly move
Hannamachi
air vibrating

dark blue stage
Oshiroi (white powder)
kimono sleeve - touch cherry lips

grace
performed

in silence

In memmories of my student days in the art of Odori and my teacher Matsusoga Fujima in 1967-69.
(photo is just a borrowed icon of Odori History page)

Tsuru jima; Haiku 27 august 2009

Tsurujima
sacred ground
dancing birds

Odori fan
slowly floats
in Gajin hands

Wind from sea
whisper
his name - Teruo

Shadow land
remember
his white Tabi

Haiku by Roy Lindquist

Distant song...... 26th august 2009

ricefield
ever green
in gajin mind

thousand dreams
forty years
anti clock vice

song
frog
tears

tatami
no longer
green

Haiku by Roy Lindquist

Thise Haiku are from real experience in Japan in 1969, not far from Kamakura. I was staying in the country side, and below the house was ricefields and frogsong. I often think of that time and whish I could turn the clock back and once more listen to the song and watch the green rice fields....the dream of return of that moment recalls tears in my eyes.
(photo borrowed from: http:// iyuntapapa.blog.eonet.jp )