Weather ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #122
In and On the Window
Sculpted by weather,
both old rock and young rain splats
glow in sun today.
Hmmm. The face is a mask that nobody is wearing. Who could be contemplating? And yet …
There is no nothingness.
Quantum physics finds
tumult in vacuum behind
contemplative mask.
If the allusion in my haiku responding to
« Contemplation ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #103 »is too cryptic, I recommend A Universe from Nothing by L.M. Krauss.
While the form is conventional, the content of the haiku may be the farthest outside the box that I have gone. As of now, anyway. So the haiku is also a response to
« Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #6 new ways »
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Rules Went Away
!Doorknob meteor shower:
!mundane miracle.
Have U read Alice in Wonderland ? Expecting me to refrain from reworking an initial idea in my wordsmith’s forge is like expecting Alice to refrain from following a white rabbit who looks at a watch and frets about being late. Ain’t. Gonna. Happen.
Rules Came Back
!Meteor shower
!seen by day in a doorknob:
!mundane miracle.
Stained Glass in Spring
Leaves and seeds glow as
sunlight nourishes new life.
Cathedral window.
From
Five Haiku Poems: Balance | Poet Rummager:
Image by Jiang Daohua | Dreamstime.com
Nobody who is
always gloomy can stay sane.
Set your laughter free.
Allow happiness
to handspring into your grin –
spreading joy within.
Nobody who is
always happy can be sane.
Let your tears flow, too.
Allow the sadness
to somersault down your face.
Tumbling tears you’ll taste.
Staying on the beam
is a challenge, unless you’re
a world class gymnast.
Haiku poetry by Mellow Curmudgeon and Poet Rummager
From Suite 3 by JSB
Bubbles in Bach’s Air:
I cannot grab them, so I
sing with silent joy.
This post’s haiku began as part of my comment on Sieglinglungenlied’s beautiful and creative post Partners, Flying through Clouds. I realized later that the haiku could live outside the comment with an appropriate title. (I like titles for haiku anyway.) Thank U, Sieglinglungenlied. Thanks are also owed to photographer Dan Hahn, with details at the end of this post.
Lovers Watching a Sunset
The clouds burn yellow,
smolder red, and fade to gray.
The love keeps burning.
It would have been nice to illustrate the poetry with a series of 3 images that show the same clouds at successive stages of a sunset: yellow; red; gray. Even if I shoot such a series in the future, I would never be able to get a series that includes the lovers. So I did an image search, found many fine images of sunsets being watched by lovers, and found an outstanding one by Dan Hahn that showed all 3 color stages, in different clouds at the same moment. Bingo.
The image as used in this post has been cropped to emphasize the clouds; U can see the original in full glory by clicking on the link in item #1 below. Haiku lovers will also enjoy item #2, and there are other treasures on Dan Hahn’s website. Prints can be bought.
“The purpose of our lives is to be happy.”
Being calm and compassionate is also important in Buddhism, so I have responded to
Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #72 Use that quote
by expanding the Dalai Lama’s quote about being happy into a haiku about being all 3. Rhododendrons originated in Asian mountains, so a photo with 3 clusters of their blossoms seems appropriate for illustrating the rather abstract haiku to follow.
Riff on a Quote from
Tenzin Gyatso (14th Dalai Lama)
Be calm and happy.
Give loving help to those
who are frantic or sad.
Mellow Curmudgeon 
