winter sprinkles

snow

dust

sprinkles

sifted bright

whiten winter gloom

lift our hearts with sugar and light

~

©️2017 Ontheland

Lately, forest, field and roadsides around here have been lightly dusted with snow.

This weekend Chevrefeuille of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai challenged us to write a winter themed Fibo-ku—a relative of the haiku in which syllable count is based on the Fibonacci sequence.<<
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lavender

 

Lavender

Trekking down to the compost bin in the pre-winter landscape I encounter tiny branches of thyme and lavender—remaining where all else has withered. I bow, remember this summer, the succession of wildflowers, such joy!

passion here
days before snowfall
sweet-scented stems

©2017 Ontheland

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In response to post of Chèvrefeuille:  Carpe Diem #1317 wherever your heart is.

 

chequerboard

we glide the chess board

from dark to light, night to day

castles rise and fall

~

©2017 Ontheland

Photo credit: Pixabay

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Life as a game of chess is a metaphor often used in past centuries:

‘Tis all a Chequer-board of Nights and Days

Where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays:

Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays,

And one by one back in the Closet lays.

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

This is my response to Carpe Diem #1308 — A Game of Chess.

seventh gate

In this quatrain Omar Khayyam attempts to comprehend life and our place in the universe. He regards death and human fate as mysteries he cannot decipher. His pondering highlights our human predicament—awareness that death of our physical bodies is certain. Birds on the other hand are free of such thoughts:

at sunrise
birds praising their Creator
without questions

© Chèvrefeuille

at sunrise
a human being
welcomes dawn
gazes at the sky
wonders about life

©2017 Ontheland

My tanka is in response to the above quatrain from the Rubaiyat and to the haiku by Chevrefeuille.  Carpe Diem #1304 The Seventh Gate.