The Lighter Side of JzB
Here you will find photos, poetry, and possibly some light-hearted foolishness. For the Heavier Side
of JzB see my other blog, Retirement Blues. (There be dragons!)
I claim copyright and reserve all rights for my original material of every type and genre.
Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku
"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.
*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.
of JzB see my other blog, Retirement Blues. (There be dragons!)
I claim copyright and reserve all rights for my original material of every type and genre.
Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku
"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.
*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.
Showing posts with label lame effort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lame effort. Show all posts
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Is Love a Tender Thing in the Imaginary Garden
For a suitable thorn and flower visual, I'll refer you to MMT's recent post.
i saw her today
that girl i once loved
years ago when we were young
chaste foolish catholic kids
nobody planned this
i turned and there she was
a muddle of memories
joy and pain the awful pain
heartbreak that was long ago
so why do i feel this longing inside
those agonizing memories
let me go i’m leaving now
and then she smiled
Monday, October 21, 2013
Carpe Diem's Make the Haiku complete #2
The challenge this time is to complete a haiku left unfinished by Basho in 1690. The intense difficulty stems from the fact the the first two lines have no obvious connection - in fact it's hard to even relate them to each other in a coherent way.
The first line is so evocative of loss, or at least unfulfillment. Is the wife on a trip, has she left the implied speaker, or died? Has he never had a wife and wishes he did? So many possibilities, and none of them happy. I have a feeling there is something symbolic about the bamboo grass of line two that is outside of my knowledge base. And grass diving - what does that even mean?
So - a tough challenge; but I'm taking it seriously.
Basho's unfinished haiku:
tsuma kou te nezasa kazuku ya ..............
missing a wife
the bamboo grass dives under
.............................
My attempt at completion:
missing a wife
the bamboo grass dives under
her departing steps
The first line is so evocative of loss, or at least unfulfillment. Is the wife on a trip, has she left the implied speaker, or died? Has he never had a wife and wishes he did? So many possibilities, and none of them happy. I have a feeling there is something symbolic about the bamboo grass of line two that is outside of my knowledge base. And grass diving - what does that even mean?
So - a tough challenge; but I'm taking it seriously.
Basho's unfinished haiku:
tsuma kou te nezasa kazuku ya ..............
missing a wife
the bamboo grass dives under
.............................
My attempt at completion:
missing a wife
the bamboo grass dives under
her departing steps
Carpe Diem's Make the Haiku complete #2
Friday, August 30, 2013
Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Challenge #12, Southard's "the swing of the gate".
I must admit, I don't get what is going on with this haiku. What do the phrase and fragment have to do with each other? I can't make sense of any of it. Given that, I do like Kristjaan's 2nd Stanza, and will attempt one of my own. Wish me luck.
First stanza (5-7-5):
Just the cellarpit;
only the catbird recalls
the swing of the gate (Southard)
Second stanza (7-7):
and high in the catbird seat
swings to its squeaky rhythm (JzB)
[Is there any other English language two-syllable word that contains only a single vowel?]
First stanza (5-7-5):
Just the cellarpit;
only the catbird recalls
the swing of the gate (Southard)
Second stanza (7-7):
and high in the catbird seat
swings to its squeaky rhythm (JzB)
[Is there any other English language two-syllable word that contains only a single vowel?]
Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Challenge #12
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Flash 55 - aGoT
A GAME OF THRONES in 55 words.
White Walkers!
Gared loses his head.
Wolves for Starks.
Robert Hands it to Ned
Bran flies.
Jon: his back to the wall.
Don’t trust Baelish
Catelyn, Dwarf, Lysa, Brat.
Imp, Bronn, Mountain men
Daenerys loses everything
Robert gets boared
Ned loses his head
Arya escapes, Sansa doesn’t
Displaced queen cum Kaleesi has hot time.
Dragons!
For this week's FF 55 entries
visit The G-Man
White Walkers!
Gared loses his head.
Wolves for Starks.
Robert Hands it to Ned
Bran flies.
Jon: his back to the wall.
Don’t trust Baelish
Catelyn, Dwarf, Lysa, Brat.
Imp, Bronn, Mountain men
Daenerys loses everything
Robert gets boared
Ned loses his head
Arya escapes, Sansa doesn’t
Displaced queen cum Kaleesi has hot time.
Dragons!
For this week's FF 55 entries
visit The G-Man
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Carpe Diem #89 - Tomorrow
TOMORROW
When tomorrow comes
One more opportunity
One more step through life
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
What is it bringing
Only tomorrow can say
What is it taking
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When it arrives here
Today becomes yesterday
Tomorrow is now
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The first future step
From today to tomorrow
The last of the past
Carpe Diem # 89
Saturday, January 5, 2013
VisDare #1
This picture strikes me as being pretty much intractable. I've pondered it for a few days, and this is not only the best I can come up with, it's ALL I can come up with.
And I usher in the new and improved 150 word limit by using a paltry 45.
Lo siento.
Sure, and I've had some bad dates before.
And maybe this isn't even the first time I've been left out on a ledge by one of 'em.
But I never thought I'd ever get stood up by some flighty girl what calls 'erself Mary Poppins!
And I usher in the new and improved 150 word limit by using a paltry 45.
Lo siento.
Sure, and I've had some bad dates before.
And maybe this isn't even the first time I've been left out on a ledge by one of 'em.
But I never thought I'd ever get stood up by some flighty girl what calls 'erself Mary Poppins!
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