Thought Prints

Carpe Diem Imagination With Paul Militaru #5 autumn willow Autumn Willow (photo © Paul Militaru) alongside the path fresh water flows, and in the willow’s shade just for a little while would I take my ease.. © Saigyo (1118-1190) willow leaves set free to fly with autumn wings ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1080 fountain pen was it fountain pen splashing the black stains on butterfly' s wings  © Ese (a.k.a. Noor) meditating monk  releases his realization  characters appear   one by one they form  a koan of love  © Chèvrefeuille - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  black reservoir awaits the release writers block ©    petra domina   Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Special (3rd guest) Herman van Rompuy's 4th a clap of wings a cyclist approaches doves scatter from the corn a clap of wings © Herman van Rompuy shape shifters filling the crisp autumn sky flocks of clouds ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Imagination with Paul Militaru #4 kissing gate in autumn moonlight alone under the kissing gate widow in thought ©    petra domina credit  Paul Militaru Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #4 abalone shells and lovers Sometimes the stars are either aligned perfectly or so imperfectly it is amusing.  The event you are about to read is one such event.  As was the tradition of our farming family when something not farm like happened we had to participate in the event.  One such event was when my sister's husband went on a business trip.  He flew in an actual airplane! A little background to help understand the significance of this.  The folks were not the wealthy Southern Plantation owners.  No, my folks were just a notch above share croppers.  The land, which usually included a house for us to live in, was rented from an owner.  A portion of the crop proceeds paid the rent.  There was no running water nor any type of indoor plumbing.  Daddy had wired the house for electricity shortly after we moved into the house.  Only recently had we 'moved to town' where we actually had 'modern plumbing.' So someone in our fami

Carpe Diem #1079 folding paper Recently our bonus granddaughter celebrated her 16th birthday with a big bash.  Weeks of preparation went into the planning, purchasing and implementing of the party.  A glow in the dark party with a circle theme.  One of the projects was folded fan circles.  A couple of evenings spent folding, folding and more folding of 8.5" x 11" glow paper. Next was gluing.  Cutting the pleated folds for different sizes.  Finally turning the folded rectangles into circles with the help of more glue.  The fans made a great accent for several posters!  And the effort help bring our blended family into a closer circle. celebrations accordion bellows songs of love ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI Which, also explains why I missed a few prompt deadlines!  Little circles all hand cut!

Carpe Diem #1078 embroidery thread perfect stitches kimono's enticing nap  laced in silken threads ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1077 Hammer and Anvil clang, clang smoldering iron taking shape echoing steely sounds roaring furnace bellows heat blacksmith's symphony ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Special (3rd guest) Herman van Rompuy's 3rd "birds in concert"                ----------- inspirational post excerpts ----------- spring has come; a nameless hill is shrouded in thin mist © Matsuo Basho (Tr. Blyth) In this haiku by Basho we read the mystery ... and the "word-painting" in this one is really awesome. "a nameless hill shrouded in mist" sure ... you can see only a faint image of the hill, but as the mist has gone than maybe we know the name of the hill. birds in concert one sings above all others I don't know its name © Herman van Rompuy (taken from: Haiku, by him) at sunrise sunrays on my naked body birds singing © Chèvrefeuille ---------------  response ---------------- mate is wooed a song and dance which to choose? ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Full Circle #2-2016 rain flows across the young leaves dropping on buds mountain silence nourishes the souls of young monks who hear river flows beneath the summer breeze the she-wolf drinks pecking through the early snow startled sparrow takes flight cold blue sky gives way to spring again rain flows ©    petra domina This challenge was to use the following words in order to create haiku. 1. rain 2. young leaves 3. buds 4. mountain 5. silence 6. monk 7. river 8. summer breeze 9. she 10. snow 11. sparrow (s) 12. blue sky Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #3 riversong riversong wind blown from autumn trees a stream of gold                               © Jane Reichhold flows over the smooth stones with a gentle kiss goodby caught by rocky hands golden prisoners tarnished by the pounding flow gold becomes the river mud destroyed in a baptism for new life from the depth a seed takes hold by and by new riversongs ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1076 clay Uncle Clay was my hero.  Uncle Clay was in the tank division under George Patton during the Battle of the Bulge during WWII.  His brother, my Uncle Bud, was in the war, too.  Uncle Bud was in the hospital in England when his infantry division advanced using the tank division of Uncle Clay.  These two brothers returned from that war.  Being a baby boomer I was born not long after thy returned.  Uncle Bud was not around as much.  Uncle Clay was always around.  I loved him with the love of a young child.  He loved me so very much, too.  He wanted me to meet his girlfriend and her children before he would marry her.  I fell in love with the girlfriend and her children just as he had.  Uncle Clay, Aunt Celistine, and Jerry are gone now.  Now only ChipChip and I remain.  But that love from Uncle Clay still is with me. from the earth molded by hands of strength a loving heart ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CAR

Carpe Diem Special (2nd guest) Kala Ramesh's 3rd "lotus viewing" lotus viewing . . . the flowering within © Kala Ramesh the pause in a dragonfly’s glide— noon shadows © Kala Ramesh - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ©    petra domina from the muck fluttering petals reach for the light ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1076 camera the past captured in a flash ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Imagination With Paul Militaru #3 the Holy Bible the holy scripture torn apart dances away on the wind © Chèvrefeuille  Paul Militaru, photography portfolio scribbles on a page etchings in the caves revered beacons ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1075 beads (in honor of Jane) 'fish' by Jane Reichhold one by one colorful nuggets stranded ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #2 the moon rises each night (tanka) throbbing within a yearning long forgotten clumsy youthful lust turned to gentle movements of experienced soulmates ©    petra domina Inspired by: too old for new love the moon rises each night as I remember the backseats of strange cars it's helpful light afterwards © Jane Reichhold Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Full Circle #1-2016 deep rainbow colors announcing autumn flight seagulls fill the sky cranes arrive for winter warmth  cherry blossoms bid goodbye love's own call above sunflower fields fills the blue sky rainbow clouds on butterfly wings nectar drips as once more the old men sing, laugh and clink their mugs of beer ©    petra domina The challenge was to use the following words in order in a haiku or tanka....  how about a tan renga? 1. rainbow 2. autumn 3. seagull 4. crane 5. cherry blossom 6. love 7. sunflower 8. blue sky 9. clouds 10. butterfly 11. nectar 12. beer Give it a try and link up with the others at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.  Or just go and read for the fun of it! Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1074 knitting wool blanket snuggle close covered with scents of nana purls of love ©  petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #1073 3D print(er) a starry night fingers trace the swirling texture oh the beauty feeling the colors and  just a bit of the madness ©    petra domina The full prompt can be read here . Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Imagination with Paul Militaru #2 "gentle scent of lavender" gentle scent of lavender Oh, the joys of walking in a garden filled with flowers, herbs and other scented plants. a weed spied gently brush aside the lavender as you bend, inhale aromatherapy ©  petra domina Today's challenge was to use the photo to the left as an inspiration for a haiku or tanka.  The Paul Militaru's works can be seen on his website by clicking here . Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on   CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Special (3rd guest) Herman van Rompuy "the night has fallen" hundreds of crows' wings sweeping the light from the sky above the new grave ©    petra domina - - - - - - - - - Inspired by the following partial post from CDHK: [ ".. I have searched for haiku written by him all over the globe (of course virtually) and found several beauties. I hope to inspire you with these haiku written by Herman van Rompuy. the night has fallen the bare branches can be seen even more lonely © Herman van Rompuy This haiku, in my opinion, resonates in tune with the time of year, but in this haiku I also sense a reflection of that wonderful haiku by Matsuo Basho (1644-1694): kare eda ni karasu no tomarikeri aki no kure on a bare branch a crow has stopped autumn dusk © Matsuo Basho ... o stay more close to the haiku of Herman van Rompuy I created the following haiku: the last sunrays painting shadows on the white wall abandoned f

Carpe Diem #1072 paint colors spilled from nature onto canvas - - - - - - crushed melted and mixed rainbow on a brush - - - - - - smells oils and turpentine painter's perfume - - - - - - paint flowing from the brush mental orgasm ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem's Universal Jane #1 Introduction "all my years" winter solitude the cat washes again the tip of her tail © Jane Reichhold Dad had so many expressions.  Quit your belly aching.  Goat butt.  You're talking too much, Mary.  Quicker than a cat can lick its butt twice...... all my years smiles continue from simple words silenced voices still loved ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI