Easter in Sri Lanka

it was yesterday
yesterdays news hey
bombings
churchgoers slain
on easter sunday
killings
forgotten today
and who is to pay

satan is at play
delights in the game
maiming
destruction display
and then runs away
chilling
yesterdays news hey
it was yesterday

 Lai Nouveau form 

Coralie Clement - L'ombre et la lumière

Carpe Diem # 1650 - Jane Reichhold Haiku

threads of smoke
breakfast fires of neighbours
tied together

we call the fire brigade
neighbours shout go fuck yourselves

flood waters crest
someone by the river puts water
in a coffee pot





we send it to our neighbour
a taste of karma meets cholera

breakfast coffee
the excitement of an ocean
in my cup

a  special birthday today
lots of floating ice cream


pale spring sunshine
spread over breakfast toast
quince jelly

sticky fingers do not lick
mum's eyes are upon me

beating egg yolks
two yellow butterflies
twist in the fog

drip drip drip in goes the oil
out comes french mayonnaise

early morning rain
the dry sound inside the cabin
of oatmeal cooking

grandpa pours in a cup of rum
good for the health he says

Easter Sunday

indeed
he has risen
a momentous occasion
for all mankind

the oboes d'amore
sing his praise
on this glorious day

Easter Saturday

purple and yellow
the colours of easter
no flowers at the tomb



sunshine
hangs from a bough
awaiting tomorrow




 tibouchina
 holds her breath turning blue
 as they roll back the stone

Good Friday

  

consequences followed
the wages of sin 
someone had to pay the price




and so
we learnt a better way to live
becoming followers of Christ

then over time
we forgot all about it 
ignored the fact
that the human condition
self serving and dangerous
needs to be inculcated
with virtues 
faith hope and charity
compassion and kindness

for most of us
the cross is something on a fruit bun
we eat on good friday
good because it is holidays 






for others
it is a time of  overwhelming sadness
it is a time of regret and remorse
for the untold suffering we have caused
to each other
to our planet
to God
and we pray for forgiveness


 

Maundy Thursday

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sounds coming out of the flowers ..Matsuo.Basho



 


a field of flowers sings
to a young man awash
in sunshine yellow
of days to come
both terrible and wonderful



imaginary gardens with real toads

Carpe Diem # 1649

 childhood dreaming
 a symphony of flowers
waltzing through the years

St Matthew Passion Soprano Aria 1

divinely inspired
a sign posted pathway
good friday approaches

Carpe Diem # 1648

a touch of spring
sweet sunshine notes of the lark
his mind beams with smile

Carpe Diem # 80

summer grasses
filled with the sound of crickets
on a hot night

Carpe Diem # 1646

a child's excitement
the spanish armada
in a puddle

Carpe Diem # 1645

 blue shimmering pearl
 nature's free decorations
 for the creative

Carpe Diem # 1644

rain pounds the windows
best place in this weather
a  big comfy bed

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you snoring gently
too warm and cosy to leave
tea will not be served

The Sunday Muse

Carpe Diem Spring Kigo 2019

after the storm
the sea gives up its treasures
also its secrets

black sea glass
smashed poison bottles from
16th century ship wrecks

Carpe Diem # 1641

together they fly
way up in the sky
two kites in love

Villanelle

in the quiet of night
slight rustle of wings
a lone bird in flight

an apple she bites
discarded in a bin
in the quiet of the night

distressed by her plight
without her nice things
a lone bird in flight




no comfort or light 
she ties flowers with string
in the quiet of the night

she espies a blue  kite
the  colour of ming
a lone bird in flight

she plays her small fife
after all it is spring
in the quiet of the night
a lone bird in flight

Wednesday Muse #2 Hanami