>Haiku Shuukan #35 Cherry Blossoms
Cherry blossom day
strolling over the bridge
at length we pause
pink petals drift around us
I pluck one from your hair
Category: Carpe Diem Haiku Shuukan
Cry of the Eagle
Considering
Grace -The C stands for Considering, what will serve
almost as one
courting butterflies on poppies –
summer afternoon © Chèvrefeuille
walking together
among her garden relics
friendship cultured
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the little pond stocked
the fountain finally flows
now that your leaving
working in the garden
stooped among the flowers
pulling weeds
pausing – my shoulder
a butterfly landing
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crouched in the garden
my daughter makes friends
with a caterpillar
Attuning to self other
Grace – Attuning to Self and Others
Our host’s prompt
a young cherry tree
this spring will be the first
to bloom for Buddha © Chèvrefeuille
A from GRACE makes me think of all those who selflessly give to take care of the elderly and alzheimer patients with joy in their heart
a cut flower
bringing tears of joy –
forgotten moment
carefully pruned
even the old vine
yields fruit
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brilliant sunbeams
abandoned field transformed
– a chapel
Recalling Attention
Recalling Attention
Looking closely,
I see a shepherd’s purse blooming
underneath the hedge. Basho (1644-1694):
opening the window
I see the butterfly off…
into the field Issa (1763-1828)
amidst the flowers
farmer ants herd aphids
honeydew on tap
Gathering Attention
G Gathering Attention
yellow iris
almost lost
in a sea of green
bumble bees hum
perfume roses drench the air
and the porch swing creeks
GRACE
Carpe Diem's Haiku Shuukan
Joan Halifax. She is one of the greatest female Buddhist teachers of our time and she “gave birth” to “Grace, enlarge your capacity of compassion”. Grace is an acronym and it means the following:
G Gathering attention
R Recalling intention
A Attuning to self other
C Considering
E Engaging
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Responsibility
Carpe Diem Haiku Shuukan “responsibility”
my arrow quivered
I strayed for one who was near
my failure my own
broken and alone
I pick up the pieces
and move on
my sites restored
I waited for you
longing
patience a virtue
you reenter my life
acceptance complete
Ada's Poetry Alcove (2) 
