Haiku – 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.

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.

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.

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!

Roses for all seasons

Pretty yellow rose,

Sunbathing in the courtyard,

Intruder fly bites!

Exquisite pink rose,

Flaunts her fresh,youthful beauty,

In the spring of life.

In the morning rain,

Bruised dust-pink rose shivers,

On a bed of thorns.

Frail rose bud petals,

Burn in blaze of dry season ,

Thirsting for rain drops.

Lush garden roses,

Half-blossom bends to her weight ,

Till the last fold falls!

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.