My first haiku since my five days of the DP Challenge Haiku Catchoo last week.
A tranquil inlet
harbours Tchaikovsky’s angels
Today Erica at the Daily Post said,
At a concert. Snap. At a restaurant. Snap. Watching the sun set. Snap. These days, everything feels like a Kodak moment. What happens when you stop taking pictures, and use words to capture a moment instead?
This is what happened when I didn’t snap today.
A windblown flash of colour caught my eyes. He turned, dropped a stub of fire to the ground and rubbed the heel of a Nike trainer into it, pressing the pavement like a dog leaving its scent until it was extinguished. The colour flashed again. He swept aside green fabric with a white cross emblazoned on it, the flag of Devon, revealing scruffy denim with frayed edges.
Intrigued, I looked up; two people were ahead of him as he waited to get on the bus. I stopped, fumbled for my phone camera but changed my mind, what if he saw me . . . Instead I acted as if I might just get on the bus. He was wearing a letterbox red gilet, somewhat effeminate, over a bold shirt with a large black and white check pattern, below a crown of orang-utan hair.
As he moved up the queue I took my eyes off his hair, and his garments became clearer in the light of the bus. He bent to pick up a bag, stooping from the waist down, releasing more fabric, dipping onto the damp path at the front. It looked like he had a dozen or more oblongs of bright silk attached to his middle. How? Tied to a belt? Made into a silk version of a grass skirt?
No-one else seemed to notice him; if they did they weren’t acknowledging him in any way. I was blocking the way and had to move aside and I nearly missed his ascent of the steps. Before the bus protected him, a final small gust of breeze caught him, bright as a Morris Dancer on amphetamines, blowing first a Union Jack, next, a red flag with a star and a crescent moon, I hunted back through my memory Turkey, yes that was it, Turkey. Stripes of black, red and yellow, another blue with a small Union Jack in its corner, and a Star Spangled Banner, bold as it should be. The door closed behind him, narrowly missing blue with yellow stars in a circle, familiar of course, the EU flag.
It is a public building, but not in the centre of town, and there were no events taking place, no festival, although he wouldn’t have looked out of place at Glastonbury. Perhaps I’m just dull; I wonder how I would look in a flag skirt. Maybe if I were younger I could get away with it. I didn’t even get to see his face, but I could tell that he was middle aged and happy in his own skin. I suppressed a laugh, people never stop surprising me.
Does this seem real? well it is, I actually did see this today. What have you seen today that made you smile? You all know how hard it is for me to not take photos, how about you? If you care to share go to . . .
Ailsa has the most amazing photo on her site as part of her Sky theme. Tee one of Bonneville Salt Flats, have a look, I’m sure you’ll like ot too. While you’re there, think about joining her challenge this week, everyone has good sky photos!
This is a local one taken on Dartmoor a few years ago.
The sun going down over Tunku Abdul Raman Park - the islands off of Kota Kinabalu.
Looking through the sky down to the Alps somewhere over northern Italy.
This one is on Borneo, I think the cloud is ascending through a hole in the sky.
To join in visit Ailsa, http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/11/29/travel-theme-sky/
I’m sticking with images after a five day haiku marathon, so here is a little light.
If you can throw some light join in here, http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/29/photo-challenge-lights/
And day five, I’ve made it to the end of the challenge. To be honest I’ve really enjoyed it and I think I’m getting addicted! Here is my last attempt.
Surrounded by vine
seat bound and tightly entwined
You can do all five days in one if you want! http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/25/challenge-haiku/
And as I’m a lazy poet on Thursdays – and every other day, it’s two in one!
Shelter in its shade
ancient and mysterious
Dark pinnated fronds
pride of Devon’s gardeners
make yourselves at home.
This is day four of the Daily Post’s challenge but there’s still time,
It has dainty leaves that are a very pretty shape, and fresh shade of green in spring and summer, but then once they start to fall the divine aroma bursts out. It’s a Katsura tree, Cercidiphyllum Japonica, commonly known as a toffee apple tree. And that’s exactly what it smells like, especially if you walk on the leaves or crush them in your hands. Heavenly!
There will be another Katsura photo tomorrow for my Daily Post haiku challenge, but meanwhile this is my Ailsa’s Travel Theme, http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/11/22/travel-theme-fragrant/
‘The world is an interesting place: we stumble upon unexpected things each day’ says Cheri Lucas Rowland.
Of course we should expect the unexpected in an art gallery, but this is my offering for the challenge. Oki Naganode by Julia Lohmann was an installation at the V & A back in September, made from Naga Kombu, a type of Japanese Seaweed. It has been stretched by hand over a framework of cane. Lohmann uses a variety of natural materials including bone and cow and sheep stomach. Oki Naganode was created to show the design potential of seaweed, and is around eight feet high.
Can you find the unexpected? Then share it at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/22/photo-challenge-unexpected/