© Yogamy Ferreras-Farley, Hibiscus, 2019 Red hibiscus bloomsPalm trees sun-kissed catch the breezeWaves crash on the shore Braced by tidal …
Spotlight Poetry – Haiku – Red Hibiscus Blooms – A Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James
Every moment is a day
Every day is a moment
Life brings joy et al
and its share of downfall
Life is empty
without its spontaneity
As we grow old
our perspectives evolve
Autumn’s rose petals fall
for spring buds to sprout
Life doesn’t mean to possess
life means to let go
Why ask the rose?
From the bud to the sparkling full bloom
From the full bloom to the withering rose, the rose tells her story
Each stage of our life has a story to tell similar to the rose
Fervor of first kiss
Innocent as a mistake
Blush of a pink rose
Ardor of first crush
Burning fire rising to flame
Whiff of a red rose
A single pink rose
In my lone winter garden
Rich with love fragrance
Wanting to flower
Like the morning rose
Living life anew
A burnt orange rose
Pressed between crumbling pages
Old relationship
Cyclone aftermath
Inundated flower beds
Petals soak in tears
Cyclone is blowing
Roses lamentably fall
Colored waterfalls
Thank you for viewing and for reading, my dear friends and readers!
Anita Bacha.
Spring is the season we most look forward to in London specially after a rigid and cold winter.The budding of flowers is soothing.The air is full of promises as smiles flower on lifeless faces.Spring is my favorite season of the year, and yours too.
Spring here coincides with Sakura, the blooming of the cherry trees, in Japan. The transient yet lovely blossoms that appeal to the heart of every poet have greatly inspired me too . Enjoy!
I am sharing my haiku ‘The plum tree blossoms’ selected as haiku of the week by Japan Society London on 19/04/22 and two other included in their esteem website
https://www.japansociety.org.uk/haiku-corner
The first three haiku below –
The plum tree blossoms
In the neighbor’s unkempt garden
Spring embraces all
In the clear moonlight
Voluptuous pink bloom
Midst of marshmallows
Back from school
Afternoon milk tea
Jar of cookies
My granddaughter
Reaching for a rose
In the garden
My little girl’s
First spring marigold
Pulling wishes
Pretty white flowers
Orange tree blossoms
Scent of marmalade
Late tangerine sky
Between white apple blossoms
Eternal beauty
Cut fragrant lilacs
We borrow our neighbor’s vase
Sweet spring country home
Spring shimmering colors
Blend of orange and lemon
Cologne scent evening
Gorgeous spring flowers
Fragrant colorful homely
Last say of April
Sakura blossoms
Transient soft pinkish petals
Swirling in the breeze
Hope you have enjoyed my Spring collection
Thank you for reading
Anita Bacha.
what’s in a name
that which we call a rose
by any other name
would smell as sweet
What’s in a name
That which we call a rose
By any other name
Would smell as sweet
What’s in a name
That which we call a prose
By any other name
Would reach you my rose
Today’s close bud
Tomorrow’s full bloom
Delicate rose
In the green prairie
Tune of solo flutist
Awakens the rose
Against all the odds
She opens her sleek petals
Bruised but still alive
After heavy rains
Petals of cute rose unfolds
Pride of my garden
In the cold winter
A rose frozen under ice
Waits for spring to break
Hi friends and readers
I wish the gorgeous roses that are smiling at you were literally from my garden
They are the beauties floating on the Internet that inspire my pen to water my blank parchment with the ink of my eyes.
I hope you read and enjoyed my first collection of haiku poems
If you haven’t yet please visit the link below
Thank you
Anita Bacha
Through the prism of time
We travel around the world
For the home within
#haiku
#prompt
#myphotography
With our love we can beat Covid-19
The whiff of jasmines
A silk night dress on my bed –
Wedding memories
A bitter cold wind
Swept all the blossoms away –
Spring unfurls new buds
We love each other
Every season of the year –
In spring our hearts bloom
It seems kind of strange
That the flowers of today
Will die tomorrow
Potten or garden
Geraniums demand sunshine-
The beauties of spring
A blue sakura
Blossom in a pink bouquet-
Glistens in the night
In traditional Japanese poetry a kigo is a word associated with a season. Nowadays poets mostly outside Japan do not use a kigo as a must when writing haiku poetry. I think that a kigo adds a streak of romanticism in haiku poems for the simple reason that we and our moods are ruled by seasons.
Happy Spring to all!
Stay safe!
Anita Bacha
Mimosas blossom
Feature of the break of Spring
Light rain starts to fall
Camellias in bloom
Sparrows sing a lovely song –
Buddha awakens
Feeble butterfly
Struggles out of its cocoon –
Bloom opens its folds
Monday morning blues
I try to follow the ant –
I land on a rose
Sunflowers stand proud
Under the scorching midday sun –
Petals as soft as pain
Written during second lockdown in Mauritius, these haiku florets and others to come, keep me sane and healthy.
Anita Bacha
Sunrise, the highlight
Of this glorious morning,
Sparkles autumn leaves
The rain is falling,
Various ducks swim languidly,
On the swollen pond.
Brittle and fragile,
The tree releases the leaves,
They blow in the wind.
A walk in the park,
Brings back memories of you,
So far yet,so near.
End of October,
A yellow maple leaf falls,
Turns to syrup brown.
Autumn vibes are haikus I’ve written during the past few weeks,and sharing here. I am living on an island actually and here, we have only two seasons,summer and winter.Haiku poetry tickles the imagination and haiku lovers will find in these haiku poems illustrated with pictures, how very far the mind can travel, create and produce.
With love ❤️
Anita Bacha
My eyes meet your eyes,
As the sun melts in the sea-
It’s love at first sight.
We walk on the beach,
In the cool,morning sun, far
From the madding crowd.
The day is over,
Fisherman brings a good catch,
The boat gets some rest.
A silent man sits,
With a fishing rod at sea,
Sunrise to sunset.
At dawn, the sun kneels,
To embrace the sea,
In meek submission.
It’s very cold,
Fire in the hearth has burnt out,
I dream of summer.
Haiku is a type of short form poetry, originally from Japan. Traditional Japanese haiku consists of three phrases that contain a kireji,or cutting word,17 on in a 5/7/5 pattern and a kigo, a seasonal reference.However, modern haiku vary widely on how closely they follow the traditional elements. I have this crush for haiku and I try my best to be in tune with the ancient haiku poets.
Enjoy and let me have your feedback.
Naked is the tree,
Yellow leaves lie at its feet,
Waiting for the Spring.
Anita Bacha
Anita Bacha 