Stella Pierides

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medicine bag—
pine needles, sage and crystal
against missing you

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full moon–
in the pine forest
shadows

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo 2011.

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between glances
a question mark—
butterfly noon

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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word by word
we burned
our bridges

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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reed beds—
all that remains of
a lost village
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

(Playing with Basho’s haiku here, using it as a ‘template’.)

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spring’s end—
a grass snake in the ashes
of the bonfire

Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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And here is the snake in my garden, though not the one in the haiku!

Simon, the snake in my garden

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falling petals—
she throws the ball without
looking

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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against the sky
the heavenly scent of
wisteria

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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first butterfly –
a piece of the sky in
my cat’s mouth

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mountain mist-
all through the rain
the cuckoo calls

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Prompted NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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azalea spring
with raised arms they greet
the dawn

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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vesper bell
on the tree so many
pomegranates

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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shooting star -
between dreams
reality

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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Olympus -
reaching for the sky again,
Gaia?

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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flower moon
the poppies harsher
than the sax

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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when the colors sing –
an onion dome between
my teeth

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011
This haiku refers to Kandinsky’s ideas about color and its use in painting; and my own novel in progress of the same title.

See also about synaesthesia here

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spring wind on the lake–
in the sound of the waves
the might of the ocean

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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spring tides –
more regular than
some birds

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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spring tides –
searching the sands for a
lucky stone

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011

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jasmine flower
when light shines into
your eyes

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

Three of the haiku I wrote for the 2011 NaHaiWriMo and its extension during the following months, were picked and translated into French by Vincent Hoaru in La Calebasse: ‘geranium’, ‘wrong season(ing)’, and ‘have you thought’. Vincent’s blog is highly original and I am indeed honored to be included. You can find the three haiku by scrolling down here.

For one more of my haiku translated into French see my earlier post here

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granny’s attic –
brushing my hair
spider web

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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receding tide
a broken chair
in the river bed

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A version of this poem appeared in 7X20 in March 2011. This version was posted on NaHaiWriMo fb page. Many thanks to Pris Campbell for her suggestion.

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olive branch –
let our barque glide through
smooth water

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Prompted NaHaiWriMo extension 2011

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white daisies …
to her a necklace
of pearls

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011.

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between
my ego and yours
a butterfly

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011

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spring clean
shredded in the compost heap
newspapers

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo 2011 extension

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lilac sprays
though my birthday is
in the summer

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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011

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fruit bowl
a bee in and out of
the sunlight
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011

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lilac flower
first through the school gates
a bee
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension 2011, see facebook page here

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April frost
I never meant to let you
go so early
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Prompted, NaHaiWriMo extension fb page here

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chamomile –
drinking the fields
from my teacup
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Prompted, on NaHaiWriMo fb wall here