Rengay 1 Favorites

Global Haiku Tradition--Rengay 1 Favorites, Spring 2007


moonlight illuminates your eyes
no words needed
I know what you want

treading in dark waters
raindrops hit her bare skin

headlights in the driveway
we scramble to put our clothes on
my wife unlocks the door

I watch smoke linger through her hair
as she twirls on the pole

running through the fresh cut grass
she watches…
his illegitimate child

winter snow stirs the papers
the end is just as cold


over the din
smoke curls beneath
breath

gliding... the ball sinks
into the corner pocket

holding the cold beer
no one
hears their song

slinky red dress
drinking ... clinging
to her new companion

in his eyes the smile
of her father

last call
stumbling out
leaving a mess in their wake

I chose this rengay because it had nice soft links. Nothing too extremely similar so your brain had to do the link and think for a second. I think it is nice that it still tells the story and is not exactly a straight forward story. It's like the poem is drunk just like the character in the poem. You remember glimpses and moments and you have to piece it together after you read it. Amy


Water

water
trickling down
from the sky a puddle is made

nearby the kids
splash and play

the car brakes
swerving over the line
the child lays restless

thunder booms
as the man
gets out of his car

he drops to his knees
to see his reflection in the red puddle

the rainbow peeks through
and the boy drops a tear
his fate is near


Saturday morning
working out
with my iPod

jamming along
feeling the burn

to the tune
"Fire & Ice"
my favorite

by the memorable Pat Benatar
don't forget "Heartbreaker"

golden oldies
move over
make way for the new

JT, Beyonce & Kayne
are taking over so I can burn
calories to their tunes


In the rooms the women
come and go

Drip, drop, drip
Drive fast home
Long walk in

when the eyes shift
they forget

Many words are spoken
Seldom any heard
Repeat from the beginning please

distantly remarking
we sit far away
next to each other

warm toned voices
thoughts are cold

long after the day
the voices
haunt our steps


are we there yet
family vacations
great times

stuck together
without air conditioning

finally
we reach
the destination

the world's largest
prairie dog

the anticipation
is no over
what a waste

together with family
all that matters

I can really see this family. I think that everyone can relate to an experience like this. There have been times in everyones life when they think oh my goodness my family is silly but it is the silly times together that you remember and reminisce about with your family for years to come. I like how it shows a range of emotions from irritated to appreciative. Liz

Even though I have never been on a family trip like this, I understand what one is and what obstacles they encounter. Each part of the rengay, gives my imagination a good idea of what to feel. I feel the stickiness of the heat. I feel the want of wanting to get to their destination; I also see the largest object. As to my understand people who go on the road trips enjoy the largest objects they drive past. This rengay is the best out of the others because it gives me images or ideas to play of off and piece together. Lorin


Afternoon Tide

sun baked sand
the seashell washes away
and back again

the wind lifts your hair
I watch you smile

seagulls fight
a lone whitefish
forgotten in the old net

the wave comes in
and fills our footprints

yellow striped awnings
enclose the porch
eggsalad sandwiches for lunch

the small child
naps in the shade

I really like this rengay because of the seasonal aesthetic element. Upon breathing in I can taste the sea humid air down my lungs. I love the sea/beach I think it is such a calm and soothing place to be. Each line in this haiku links to the other in such a way that it expresses the sea/beach atmosphere. Each line also, links to each other by expressing not only the atmosphere (climate wise) but also the activities that go on in a sea/beach. The author did an excellent job of linking, for example work and play on the sea/beach. Work men are on a boat off in the distance bringing in fish with a net, and at the same time people are resting, playing, or having lunch off on the side. I think all of the lines were beautifully joined together. Joan


Retreating back into the dark
The creature rests
And digests the nutritious blood

An old man
Polishes his bifocals

8 legged
Hairy, crawling, predators
Arachnophobia

The clock strikes midnight
Outside tires screech across the pavement

Muzzle that loud
incessant barking canine

An owl sits
It is waiting
For a small rodent treat

Fat, Swimming, Hungry
Largemouth Bass


Rengay

picking kitties
renewed friendship
mom’s speaking to me again

spring time
the birth of new animals

undying love
he whispers
…we don’t know a baby’s listening

winter comes
birth awaits

old photographs
life’s experiences
in those smiles

life ends
seasons come and go

 


Virtually Reality

Eyes scan the screen
Fingers twitch -
Headshot

The gamers are unresponsive
To the world around them.

Saving princesses
As their lives
Pass them by.

Reality is never quite
As interesting as fiction.

Immersed in fantasy
Wishing life
Was something more

Staring at the sky…
Head in the clouds.


their future career
two girls thinking
the difference between life and death

patients lives
hanging in the balance

maintaining friendly faces
while give medications
that may stop a heart

caring and compassionate
how a nurse should be

we secretly wish
all nurses could be held
to this standard


The Loner

Early morning
Birds chirp
Signaling a new day

The skies lighten
Stars and moon disappear

Cars on the highway
Engines straining audibly
Headlights turn off

A lone hitchhiker
Gets back to his work

Cars pass by-
Drivers pretend
Not to notice him

The man lowers his head
Ashamed of his anonymity

I think this rengay has a good flow. The verses are connected, but yet tell their own story. There is juxtaposition between the busy drivers and the lone man. ÊIt describes a normal day, however, the normal day is totally different for the drivers in their cars and the hitchhiker on the side of the road. ÊIt has movement with the cars driving by. I picture a busy highway with people hurrying off to work or school and then this one lone person on the side of the road. It also has a seasonal element with birds chirping. —Cindie


The Holiday

cold wind
they nap off
the Easter ham

candles burn low
burnt cinnamon

memories…
the half empty
bottle of wine

snores invade
and mix with laughter

tea kettle whistle
hands touch
under the table

a fork hits
the wooden floor


snow on the roof
hiding under the covers
heaven

watching movies
together

a long awaited
vacation
together at last

talking of memories
and times past

the movie gets
turned off

now more serious
future plans
deep conversation


lit cigarette
she opens the window
slightly…

stars burn above
heaven

ashes hit the
dark road
deer crossing

hooves hit the pavement
moon hovers

an owl swoops
and collects his prey
late-night snack

pine tree scents
in the air

This is my favorite because I can invision each one of the verses. Their diction is perfect which appeals to all of the senses. Btittney


Dogs

Tails wagging
As your great
Happiness is always sweet

Warily I come home
A long journey has passed

Arf arf arf
What do I hear
music to my ears

communication
different languages out loud
back and forth

I understand
Does she?

Emotions are universal
This is life
No dress rehearsal.


end of college

We talk to learn
we have different cultures
better then a classroom

only for four years
friends last forever

Spring we depart
we meet again in the fall
school schedule ends...

empty house
myself left to my thoughts
all the things i should do

Time for a schedule
I become an adult

four years later
i look back
seeing no importance in class

I like how this poem can show the feelings that many students go through when they are in college. In the Rengay, I can feel the one student life starting on a new campus in the fall and having the dream to be all that you can. Then as the years progress, education seems to drag and your heart is not in it. In the background you can imagine the seasons passing by with new years and yet this one student seems to look like they are being dragged to go on. Also, the use of juxtaposition in this poem gives the illusion that you are looking at the students first year and their last year at about the same time. In addition, the way that the friends make the best of your university years and the classes as the worst part is very well done. Alya


my bare feet
sink…
into the warm sand

birds fly overhead
sun beats down

listening—
the sounds of the waves
move my soul

colors of the sunset
reflect in your eyes

holding hands
walking amidst
our perfect paradise


Time Off

back again
sliding doors open
storm approaching

hours roll by
channel 31

I change into
a backless gown
cold draft

counting backwards
I lose consciousness

connected to tubes
and determined to walk
rain on the window

wheeled to the door
clouds departed


Rainy Afternoon

light,
illumines the page
doors open

plot thickens
anxiety rises
hands to mouth

mirror images
my name on the page

sympathies switch
motive revealed
shocked

 

 


Marks on the Wall

I take my
first breathe
new born

mother looks at me smiling
tears glistening

running too fast
on the playground
a scar

sunset, he even
loves my imperfections

he carries her
into the new home
flowers blossom

grandma waiting on the porch swing
baby welcomed


Memories

pale green walls
black and white photo
springtime Paris

faded memories
from days long past

walking down the hall
feeling sorrow
gazing at the gray sky

the clouds open
and the cleansing drops
begin to fall

a last look behind
walking to the future


Journey

Lone mansion
perched on a hill
cries of a crow

drifting down
to the solitary traveler

gazing at the sky
cloudy day
lost in darkness

waiting. . .
for spring
and the freshness it brings

a lone flower’s growth
new life

This rengay uses content links in between each of its separate pieces in order to tell a very interesting story with multiple themes and emotions that link together effectively. It begins in an almost dreary and morbid fashion, which leads to a sense of loneliness. Depression and gloom fills the traveler as he stares at an oppressive sky. Yet, there is hope that Spring will come and things will turn around. The struggle for something better is apparent and full of hope. John

I enjoyed this rengay because it has a very stark tone to it. There is a great sense of loneliness from the words ÒsolitaryÓ and death from the image of the crow and the cloudy sky. However, at the end there is this glimpse of hope from the flower and the phrase Ònew life.Ó It gives meaning to the Òlight at the end of the tunnelÓ parable. Life goes through cycles and if we work through the dark parts, there is something new beginning coming. Keith


 


© 2007, Randy Brooks • Millikin University • last updated: April 16, 2007
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