Sunday, January 26, 2020

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation: Troiku Hineri: At Dawn

Image by Johannes Plenio from Pixabay
These round hay bales are a common sight where I live

I
at dawn
I wash my feet with dew
the longest day

at dawn
the sun comes through the window
too bright to look at

I wash my feet with dew
perhaps I am still dreaming
I walk to the yard

the longest day
the too-warm sun of summer
I retreat indoors

II
at dawn
the sun comes through the window
too bright to look at

at dawn
much of the world awakens
though some hide away

the sun comes through the window
too bright to remain asleep
burning fiery orb

too bright to look at
I attempt to ignore it
I begin my day

III
I wash my feet with dew
perhaps I am still dreaming
I walk to the yard

I wash my feet with dew
before the sun burns it off
on grass blades still damp

perhaps I am still dreaming
I would be afraid to walk
unshod on this ground

I walk to the yard
trying to plan the future
what will I grow here?

IV
the longest day
the too-warm sun of summer
I retreat indoors

the longest day
I have many things to do
always stay busy

the too-warm sun of summer
makes me hide inside the house
sun scorching the earth

I retreat indoors
maybe when the evening falls
venture out again

~cie~







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Ghost town Grover and Cactus Clem have a poem they want to share too.

A cactus man like Cactus Clem
Thinks the heat just can't be beat
He don't mind when it gets toasty
He even walks around in bare feet

A ghost like Ghost Town Grover
Tends to prefer the shade
He likes to sit underneath the old tree
Just sippin' lemonade


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notes
The original Haiku for the Troiku Army was written by © Yozakura (1640-1716).

at dawn
I wash my feet with dew
the longest day

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