Autumn equinox
Summer rose bud of today
Morrow fall petals
Happy Autumn Equinox, dear friends and readers.
Anita Bacha
Autumn Equinox- A Poem by Anita Bacha
Tag: Haiku challenge
Spring Blossoms
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
Autumn Vibes
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
Naked Tree
Naked is the tree,
Yellow leaves lie at its feet,
Waiting for the Spring.
Anita Bacha
GOA Revisited
Sun glows in blue sky,
Gold ripples dance on the sea –
Time to set the sail.
Young tourist poses,
Older man sips lemonade,
Generation gap.
Humble hatched roof hut,
Lies behind tourist hotel,
Fisherman’s sweet home.
Sun sets at seaside,
Colorful streaks brush the sky,
Footprints in wet sand.
Sleek evening ripples,
The sun embraces, lying down –
Romantic season!
INK
Ink leaks from my pen,
Blotchy petals on paper –
I write poesy.
Anita Bacha.
( In the picture, my poetry book INK ! This book consists of 100 love poems and is available in my birth country, Mauritius. It is published by #Éditionsdeloceanindien , a newly- founded publishing house.)
Melodies
Morning has broken
Birds repeat their melodies
Time goes on and on
Anita Bacha
Bouquet of Roses
Bouquet of roses
Dying in porcelain vase
Gross mediocrity
Anita Bacha
Dear readers, I have joined a group of ‘Haiku challenge ‘ on Twitter and today’s challenge is to write a haiku using the word ‘gross’. I love this challenge .Brainstorming, at times ,nerve racking it keeps me going .Hope you like this one . More are on the way.
Anita Bacha 