Senryu

Senryu is another of the Japanese short forms of poetry.  It is structurally similar to Haiku but highlights ‘human nature’ and relationships whereas haiku is exclusively about nature.  Find out more here at Alan Pizzarelli.com.  By the way, yes I do have permission for the second senryu.  Before proceeding:  STOP – BREATH – OK? – ENJOY

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racing cars

in a crumpled pile –

his pajamas

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my pregnant wife

on her side

snores for two

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small boy through trees

spotting a wallaby

spotting him first

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dancing with her shadow

to Kenia, who hails from the land that gave us the incredible music of  Tom Jobim – keep dancing and painting Kenia

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the city hosts them all

in the depths

busy – between the tall dark handsome – institutions

they climb to find the desk with their name

becoming so successful

at hiding

their shadows.

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like an addict

they hide it

from each other

mostly from themselves

never truly successful

at disobeying its demands

all obsessive compulsives

now in socially acceptable ways

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some brave souls

walk their shadows in the park

where the bright sun mocks

but feels warm somewhat

sensing moments of comfort

when they visit her

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for this is where she dances

unafraid of hers

she paints her shadow

in bright colours

and speaks to it

like a friend

unafraid

they used to think her crazy

now she offers to paint

their shadows also

one day they will

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Haiku

I was in a haiku mood all day today.  While driving and working I kept thinking in captured moments and trying to find the essence of them.  What made those moments so unique?  What is going on at the core of them?  More senryu to come – which depicts human nature – the first one here is probably not haiku but senryu:

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before dawn

across the wet grass

leg-rope tapping

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in the front garden

a Spring morning dew

on my hammer

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the old highway bridge

busy in its later years

fishing – in the sun

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Learn more about the traditional Japanese poem of Haiku.

screensaver puddles

for Leah (waiting for paint to dry)

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sometimes

the rainforest

comes off the mountain

and tours

Brisbane’s suburbs

playing its music

bringing the earthy smell

of moist underforest

and clean decay

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the unfamiliar band sit in trees

playing foreign chords

and we turn our music off

to listen

their sounds seems to call

the mountain weather

down off the

Border Ranges

through Beaudesert

across to the Bay

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rain falls like a slow thought

rain falls through an invisible leafy canopy

drop by drop

unlike those handfuls

thrown down

in angry Summer storms

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each drop has its own name

the terracotta tiled roofs shrug

without much comment

tin roofs gossip

exaggerating the heavier showers

giving each drop

its own microphone

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a bed reading atmosphere

painters complain

construction sites stand

in yesterday’s footprints

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clouds cuddle into isolated hills

Mt Cotton, Mt Gravatt, Enoggera Hill

awkward, not used to intimacy

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all of Brisbane drinks for days

not in gulps

but lifting the schooner slowly between

telling old stories of fishing

in Moreton Bay

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gum tree silhouettes

and bright grey sky

light up puddles on the road

making screen saver circles

never on a loop

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Polishing Underground Gold

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for Jono

and for those one or two friends you feel rich just sitting with:

Image by Joshuavj

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scratching through

dusty conversations

in the outback’s

dry crusty surface

day after day

this is how it is

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returning

every few weeks

to a spot

you just like

(for some reason)

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holding gold

passing it around

never taking it away

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always

burying it again

for next time

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Plop!

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you rage green

in tie-dye

at my son

picking up a stone

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he is not

moving it

with machine

to build another

shopping center

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and one day

he may

also appreciate

the stone

where it sits

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but he

is

being one

with nature

when his own nature

appreciates

it

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P                      p!

in the waves

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