Haiku Poems by Anita Bacha

Many thanks to Japan Society London for selecting my poem as Haiku of the Week on June 22 2022.

Dear friends and readers,

Find out more selected haiku poems from other haiku poets at

japansociety.org.uk/haiku-corner

Sharing a few other haiku poems with you here. Trust you will find pleasure in reading them. As the Master of Haiku, Matsuo Bashō reflects-

“Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words and to journey into the depth of many multi-colored words.“

Strolling down the beach
The smell of seaweeds throw back
Heartache memories

One yellow blossom
Midst of golden barley field
A poem is born

Sweet white peonies
Your scent on my pillows
Nights without days

June wheat fields are gold
Basketfuls of freshly baked
Bread in every home

That’s about all for today, dear friends. Thank you for reading. Happy Friday. Blissful end of the week.

Anita Bacha.

Spotlight Poetry – Haiku – In the Silence of the Night – A poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James

© Koitsu Tsuchiya, Manazuru Port, c. 1912-1926 (Taisho Period) Silvery moonlightIn the silence of the nightTwo lovers weave dreams Harbour verdant …

Spotlight Poetry – Haiku – In the Silence of the Night – A poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James

Spotlight Poetry – Haiku – Red Hibiscus Blooms – A Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James

© 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

ASK THE ROSE

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 Blossoms

The whiff of jasmines

A silk night dress on my bed –

Wedding memories

Night Jasmines

A bitter cold wind

Swept all the blossoms away –

Spring unfurls new buds

Spring new buds

We love each other

Every season of the year –

In spring our hearts bloom

Spring

It seems kind of strange

That the flowers of today

Will die tomorrow

Spring flowers

Potten or garden

Geraniums demand sunshine-

The beauties of spring

Geraniums

A blue sakura

Blossom in a pink bouquet-

Glistens in the night

Sakura blossom

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

Confinement Florets

Mimosas blossom

Feature of the break of Spring

Light rain starts to fall

Mimosas Blossoms

Camellias in bloom

Sparrows sing a lovely song –

Buddha awakens

Camellias in bloom

Feeble butterfly

Struggles out of its cocoon –

Bloom opens its folds

Butterfly

Monday morning blues

I try to follow the ant –

I land on a rose

Rose

Sunflowers stand proud

Under the scorching midday sun –

Petals as soft as pain

Sunflowers

Written during second lockdown in Mauritius, these haiku florets and others to come, keep me sane and healthy.

Anita Bacha

My Newborn

A mother will take you under her wings, even when you know how to fly – my quote.

I don’t know how true it is for you. For me, I always come to the help of my grown up children even when they refuse my help. A child remains a child for a mom even when he is an old man and a great granddad. I refer to child as a male because I have only boys and four of them.

I remember telling them stories, mostly imaginative, when they were very small. Later and now, I tell stories to my grandchildren.

Even later and as far back as last year, I wrote my first story book for children, The Princess and the Crow.

A few months ago, I conceived the idea of a new, illustrated book for children. I am expecting to deliver the book any time now.

A book is like a child to me. I have in all ten children, four biological children and six books. Awaiting the birth of a book gives me the same anxiety problems, coupled with short breath, cold sweat, loss of appetite and loose bowels.

Most of all, I am on top of the world as a creative writer and a mother.

Writers write because there have something deep inside their guts that they need to bring out.

My advice to writers is to write and write until you bring out what is inside you.

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

An Island in the Sun

My eyes meet your eyes,

As the sun melts in the sea-

It’s love at first sight.

Sunset in Pereybere, Mauritius

We walk on the beach,

In the cool,morning sun, far

From the madding crowd.

Tamarin Beach, Mauritius

The day is over,

Fisherman brings a good catch,

The boat gets some rest.

GrandBay, Mauritius

A silent man sits,

With a fishing rod at sea,

Sunrise to sunset.

Fisherman at Roches Noires, Rivière du Rempart, Mauritius

At dawn, the sun kneels,

To embrace the sea,

In meek submission.

Sunset at Les Barachois, Tamarin, Mauritius.

It’s very cold,

Fire in the hearth has burnt out,

I dream of summer.

Le Flamboyant, tropical summer bloom, Mauritius.

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.

GOA Revisited

Sun glows in blue sky,

Gold ripples dance on the sea –

Time to set the sail.

Colorful fishing boats in Santa Paulo

Young tourist poses,

Older man sips lemonade,

Generation gap.

Sea view point

Humble hatched roof hut,

Lies behind tourist hotel,

Fisherman’s sweet home.

Fisherman’s hut in North Goa

Sun sets at seaside,

Colorful streaks brush the sky,

Footprints in wet sand.

Sundowner in Panaji

Sleek evening ripples,

The sun embraces, lying down –

Romantic season!

Beautiful sunset Santa Paulo
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