"Toss your dashed hopes not into a trash bin but into a drawer where you are likely to rummage some bright morning."
Robert Brault
A rummage at hand
Mind games, head trips, heart strings, pulled
Searching for lost love
Digging deeper still
Boy toys, gigolos, manqué
Hiding in plain view
The menagerie
Of dead cats, stuffed dreams, looming
Piled high with pet waste
Rummaging for love
A lovers tiff lingers on
Flea market chaos.
“And in vain does the dreamer rummage about in his old dreams, raking them over as though they were a heap of cinders, looking into these cinders for some spark, however tiny..." Fyodor Dostoyevsky
In a cruel hoax
Under clouds, cloaks, masks, lies love
Jumbled by old dreams
Cleansing our palate
We leave, amid white lies, black tales...
Stumbling our way home
This week, the prompt is: Rummage
What is a haiku?
As Leo of Haiku Heights aptly explains, a haiku is a three line poem. It shows what the author wants us to understand from it, rather than tell it directly. The limitation to a haiku is seventeen syllables. It can be at maximum, that much. If you wish to go by the traditional Japanese structure even with English haiku, you can use a 5-7-5 syllable, or 3-5-3 syllable structure
Writing on Rummage was a bit of a challenge because it's an action word that combines digging and disorder with stuff; it's easy to forget the chaotic part. It reminded me of relationships, love, the ups and down of life and love ... and the way it all unfolds in a non-linear manner. That is what I chose to focus on. What did you get from the above? Was it clear or chaotic? Feedback is always appreciated. I love Haiku and there is more below.
More from Carpe Diem Below!
"Love your neighbor as yourself; but don't take down the fence." Carl Sandburg
Menacing fences
Hold love's tender touch hostage
A wounded heart waits
Leaning for a sip
Love's flooded banks can't resist
Our mended fences
Touched by healing dew
A cold heart thaws eagerly
Love's memories found
A quick morning hug
Stolen by lonely lovers
Love transcends fences...
"Machu Picchu is a trip to the serenity of the soul, to eternal fusion with the cosmos, there we feel our own fragility..." Pablo Neruda
At Machu Picchu
Ancient memories bubble
Waiting to be found
One more miracle
Left by ancestral ruins
Dreams unfold at dawn
Magic, Monuments
The weary traveler rests
On healing grounds...
Today, the words are: Fence, Touched by Garry Gay, and Machu Picchu
What is Carpe Diem? Blog Owner, Kristjaan
Panneman, describes it as: "a weblog on haiku. It's a new daily haiku meme where you can write a classical or
non-classical haiku on a given prompt. Haiku is an ancient Japanese poetry
form. A haiku has three short lines and describes a short moment (as short as
the sound of a pebble thrown into water). Mostly a haiku counts 5-7-5 syllables
and is sometimes called 'counted verse."
"Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up." Robert Frost
Some Food for Thought: Are you the rummaging type? What barriers exist around you? How do you view life and love's unpredictability? Take a moment to contemplate what the words: Rummage, Touched, Fences, Machu Picchu mean to you? Love and Peace in 2013.
I would love to hear from you: Please leave me a comment. Thank You!
PHOTO CREDITS/ATTRIBUTIONS: All Photographs: FleaMarket by Troedelladen Thoms, The Knight's Dream by Antonio de Pereda, Israel-Egypt Border Fence by Idoni, Machu Picchu at dawn, via Wikipedia, or from my personal collection.
Until Next Time…
Ask. Believe. Receive. ©
Elizabeth Obih-Frank
Mirth and Motivation
Positive Kismet
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| Haiku: A Rummage at Hand. Flea Market painting by Troedelladen Thoms |
A rummage at hand
Mind games, head trips, heart strings, pulled
Searching for lost love
Digging deeper still
Boy toys, gigolos, manqué
Hiding in plain view
The menagerie
Of dead cats, stuffed dreams, looming
Piled high with pet waste
Rummaging for love
A lovers tiff lingers on
Flea market chaos.
“And in vain does the dreamer rummage about in his old dreams, raking them over as though they were a heap of cinders, looking into these cinders for some spark, however tiny..." Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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| A Rummage at Hand: Antonio de Pereda - A Knight's Dream |
In a cruel hoax
Under clouds, cloaks, masks, lies love
Jumbled by old dreams
Cleansing our palate
We leave, amid white lies, black tales...
Stumbling our way home
This week, the prompt is: Rummage
What is a haiku?
As Leo of Haiku Heights aptly explains, a haiku is a three line poem. It shows what the author wants us to understand from it, rather than tell it directly. The limitation to a haiku is seventeen syllables. It can be at maximum, that much. If you wish to go by the traditional Japanese structure even with English haiku, you can use a 5-7-5 syllable, or 3-5-3 syllable structure
Writing on Rummage was a bit of a challenge because it's an action word that combines digging and disorder with stuff; it's easy to forget the chaotic part. It reminded me of relationships, love, the ups and down of life and love ... and the way it all unfolds in a non-linear manner. That is what I chose to focus on. What did you get from the above? Was it clear or chaotic? Feedback is always appreciated. I love Haiku and there is more below.
More from Carpe Diem Below!
"Love your neighbor as yourself; but don't take down the fence." Carl Sandburg
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| A Rummage - Fences - The Israel-Egypt Border by Idoni |
Menacing fences
Hold love's tender touch hostage
A wounded heart waits
Leaning for a sip
Love's flooded banks can't resist
Our mended fences
Touched by healing dew
A cold heart thaws eagerly
Love's memories found
A quick morning hug
Stolen by lonely lovers
Love transcends fences...
"Machu Picchu is a trip to the serenity of the soul, to eternal fusion with the cosmos, there we feel our own fragility..." Pablo Neruda
 |
| A Rummage at Hand and more ... Machu Picchu at dawn |
At Machu Picchu
Ancient memories bubble
Waiting to be found
One more miracle
Left by ancestral ruins
Dreams unfold at dawn
Magic, Monuments
The weary traveler rests
On healing grounds...
Today, the words are: Fence, Touched by Garry Gay, and Machu Picchu
"Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up." Robert Frost
Some Food for Thought: Are you the rummaging type? What barriers exist around you? How do you view life and love's unpredictability? Take a moment to contemplate what the words: Rummage, Touched, Fences, Machu Picchu mean to you? Love and Peace in 2013.
I would love to hear from you: Please leave me a comment. Thank You!
PHOTO CREDITS/ATTRIBUTIONS: All Photographs: FleaMarket by Troedelladen Thoms, The Knight's Dream by Antonio de Pereda, Israel-Egypt Border Fence by Idoni, Machu Picchu at dawn, via Wikipedia, or from my personal collection.
Until Next Time…
Ask. Believe. Receive. ©
Elizabeth Obih-Frank
Mirth and Motivation
Positive Kismet
What are you rummaging for in your head? Heart? Life? Do you still dream of visiting ancient places like Machu Picchu? Why wait?
ReplyDeleteMore haikus. You're contributing a lot to the literature world. :))
ReplyDeletewow there is a library of work here. Very well done
ReplyDeleteI always try to view life in a positive way. But I know life is never perfect. When I think of rummage, I feel sad. I don't exactly know why but it seems it's like finding a love that you lost. I hope I make sense :)
ReplyDeleteStill confused and finding love? It will come in time...we need not look for it.
ReplyDeleteTY Tet! I'm renewing my love for haiku even though I'm a bit rusty. :-)
ReplyDeleteTY Leslie! You are so kind... :-) Hope to read some from you soon.
ReplyDeleteMayette, your interpretation is quite right. I found that the Rummage word drew me to love, relationships and their challenges. TY!
ReplyDeleteTY Glenda! All good things come to he who waits... I agree. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI think we all spend our lives rummaging for something. The beauty is finding order in chaos, which we can do when we find God. :-)
ReplyDeleteMy favorite lines are "The weary traveler rests" and jumbled by old dreams. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteAwesome post Eliz ... a lot to read.
ReplyDeleteAwesome images Eliz.
ReplyDeleteThere is chaos everywhere but we can live peaceably with others if we wish to.
ReplyDeleteInteresting haiku.. nowadays there is lots of chaos but there can be peace too.
ReplyDeleteI love all the paintings. Lovely! :-)
ReplyDeleteI also think that love is very unpredictable. There's nothing else that we can do but take the risk and trust wholeheartedly.
ReplyDeleteIts good to think positive everyday...
ReplyDelete"Under clouds, cloaks, masks, lies love
ReplyDeleteJumbled by old dreams"
very well said...
Your haiku make us pause and reflect Eliz...They compel us to rummage our thoughts, look beyond the fence that we have put our thoughts behind...
ReplyDelete"Touched by healing dew
ReplyDeleteA cold heart thaws eagerly
Love's memories found"
- my favorite :D
i love how you're able to come up with haikus so naturally. such a reflection of your creative personality.
ReplyDeleteAwesome Haikus.
ReplyDeleteIn time, you will find what you are searching for. Just wait for the right time.
Loved the different takes n Rummage ... beautiful post :-)
ReplyDeleteYet another beautiful post.. i could not imagine myself interpreting haiku's like you do
ReplyDeleteRummaging makes you look up for that one-of-a-kind thing that you wished for :)
ReplyDeleteWell said Marie Angeli, we thrive with the spirit of God's grace. :-)
ReplyDeleteTY Kendall! I appreciate the feedback ;-)
ReplyDeleteTY Kristjaan! I don't know how you keep finding great haiku topics for us. :-)
ReplyDeleteTY so much Jhari! ;-)
ReplyDeleteIndeed, truth spoken wisely. TY Farida! :-)
ReplyDeleteYes Dominique, sometimes I wonder if we will find our global equilibrium again... TY!
ReplyDeleteLove them too Van Cruz TY! :-)
ReplyDeleteI agree Lady Abit, we do the best we can and the rest falls into the rummage... :-) TY!
ReplyDeleteHolding unto the positive helps for sure Rosegen. TY!
ReplyDeleteTY Janz! I struggled with that one so I'm glad you like it.
ReplyDeleteTY Reshma! Your comment has given me encouragement to keep going. I struggle with haiku and I'm glad to be back trying my hand at it again. ;-)
ReplyDeleteTY so much Linnor! It's one of my favs too. :-)
ReplyDeleteTY Allan and Amen to that! :-)
ReplyDeleteTY Amrit! I had some fun with this exercise. I must confess though that I'm a bit rusty. :-)
ReplyDeleteRosemarie, TY for your kind words... I bet you'll do great at haiku writing.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully shared Marie... Love it! TY. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI love your Haikus as always! beautifully done, great photos as well.:)
ReplyDeleteVery interesting to know what is haiku all about, Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteVery interesting to know what=t is haiku all about, Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThe saying on hope is beautiful. At the moment, I am hopeful to get back on with my exercise routine. Discipline, please come back now. :)
ReplyDeleteFor some people, how come their life does not look as if there's any rummage at all?
ReplyDeleteNo. It's not rusty at all. If I have only more time, I want to create more poems, stories, and a lot of literature.
ReplyDeleteWriting haiku is really a challenge, because saying profound thoughts in so few a words is no mean feat! Love this batch! :)
ReplyDeleteI'm so speechless with the photos you share on this post Eliz. Especially the last one.
ReplyDeleteWe all rummage in this thing called life. It is how we survive.
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