singing





garden serenade

music of chirping crickets

farewelling twilight

Crickets have sung most evenings in our front and back yards during Summer and now in early Autumn. They especially love water being sprayed around, either when we water the garden or when it rains and this brings on the chirping. They are elusive little things and are rarely seen. On really hot nights an occasional juvenile cricket will make its way through the gap under our outside wire mesh outer door. They are vulnerable, very soft insects and we know they are young because of the brown colouring. We never see a black adult.

This is my contribution to Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 350 CHIRP and Twilight Visit this site to read many creative haiku.

spiritual

bare mountain
full of mystery
fuji san

Three different views of Mount Fuji yet all similar. From whatever direction or distance one sees Fuji San the presence and shape remain the same. That is, as long as you can see it. The three scenes are.

  1. Sunset from a temple high on a ridge above the city of Gotemba
  2. Approaching Tokyo on the Shinkansen from Osaka.
  3. From a car on the ropeway above Lake Hakone in the Hakone National park.

When I was younger I dreamed of climbing Mount Fuji however being lucky enough to see the sacred mountain each visit to Japan has been more than enough. Besides climbing is only a dream now. ON my last visit with a school trip My group stayed in the Hakone National park. Two evenings in a row I took them to the temple site for a sunset and both times the cloud hid Fuji. Touring the national park was a rain filled heavy clouded sightless day. Finally on our last morning before travelling to Tokyo I escorted the disappointed viewless students and teachers to a recommended lookout even though the atmosphere was heavy and again cloudy. As we stood there straining eyes with a few false alarms I implored everyone to say a pray to Fuji. A few giggled and then suddenly the clouds parted and for a couple of minutes there stood the mountain rising up before us. Then in seconds it disappeared and rain began falling. I did hope none of my group considered me some kind of holy man calling up Mount Fuji. It was pure luck and unpredictable weather conditions.

This is my contribution to http://Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 343 BARE and Full Visit this link to read many fascinating haiku responses from other poets.

a work of art

people wait

colour performance

setting sun

Last night at Ricketts Point the “after sunset” kept getting more colourful as the rays played with light on the underside of cloud layers that sat high in the sky. Even the birds were watching. There were probably over one hundred human watchers scattered around the bays either side of the point. Todays weather forecast was for high 30’s oC and a North wind.

It was certainly predicted by the intensity of last nights sunset.

summer

sky of fire

warns weather watchers

tomorrow

We decided to take in a sunset at Ricketts Point last night after missing a wonderful display on Saturday evening. The setting sun was not showing much promise until just a couple of minutes before it settled over the horizon. Suddenly the display of colour in image 2 emerged from the scene of image 1. After another 5 minutes or so the brilliance began dissipating up into the cloud and reflecting from it.

To be continued in the next post………..

state of mind





red sunset
fires peoples minds
sane or mad

Sunsets play with human imaginations especially fiery red ones. Whenever there is a volcanic eruption in South East Asia we expect brilliant red sunsets in the near future. Fiery sunsets in Summer are also associated with bushfires in Australia, smoke creating horrific scenes with the setting sun. We are lucky in Bayside Melbourne to have a long view across the bay for our sunsets and can anticipate brilliant photographic opportunities with the right combination of cloud and atmosphere. I love photographing sunsets.

This is my contribution to https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/12/14/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-336-mad-and-sane/

Follow the link to read haiku responses to this challenge from around the world

And here is another haiku, a bit more sophisticated!

fireball sunsets
fuel imaginations
tomorrows promise

life cycle

fading sunset view
makes tomorrows promises
more life energy


A recent sunset at Ricketts Point on Port Phillip Bay in Melbourne. It was almost a farewell to our second wave of Covid 19. As of today we have 25 days of no cases or deaths and also now no mystery community transmissions. This is my contribution to Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 333 Life and View. If you follow this link you will find other Life and View haiku from poets around the world.

waiting

light fading slowly
farewelling shoreline calmness
tomorrow whispers

A recent peaceful sunset at Ricketts Point. Maggie loves this beach as have all our other Afghan Hounds over the last 40 plus years. Maggie seems to look, reflect and even lose herself in imaginations when she is down here. There is also the prospect of finding a dead fish, or a piece of sponge. We always have to watch where her mouth is on the beach.

tomorrow

hopeful spring sunset

virus and madness fading

welcome change at dawn

Today I have found my creative elements again. First after a lockdown of over 100 days, ( not quite as bad as the Siege of Leningrad) in Melbourne we have now had 9 days of 0 new infections and no Covid deaths, 2 people in hospital with the virus and 2 mystery cases. Tomorrow we can begin moving towards a known earlier lifestyle, (but never the same again.) However I realise around the world especially in Europe and North America the virus is persisting.

Then secondly this morning we wake to hear Joe Biden has been successful in Pennsylvania and crossed the winning line. In Australia many of us suddenly feel a great sense of relief just like many others around the world and especially in the USA.

These two events have returned me to Haiku Hound. Over the next week or so Maggie and I will reconnect with all my wonderful blogging friends and share more of our experiences from these last crazy months. We did keep taking photos and walking, nothing much else was legal.

wintery weather

dark water
winter evening shrouds
smoke like cloud

Some bad weather coming up from down in the Southern Ocean a few weeks back. Usually we get a lot of rain in Melbourne when clouds this dark arrive. The sun was setting across Port Phillip Bay as we looked out towards Geelong with apprehension. This is my contribution to Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #276 Smoke&Water by hitting this link you can see all the other creative haiku shared from around the world.

When I first saw this challenge I thought Ronovan was calling out to all those Baby Boomer Rockers from the 1960-70’s. My memory went back to Smoke on the Water, the classic Deep Purple anthem written one confusing night on Lake Geneva. So I came up with another themed haiku for all those old Rockers.

wild rockers
smoke on the water
hotel burns

I have a Japanese friend who thinks he may have been at the Osaka leg of the famous Made in Japan tour on the 15th August 1972. They don’t create music like this any more. Do they?