Throat singing


Dear friends and followers,

It has been a while that I posted here at my personal WP weblog, but I hope to be more often here at WP to share my haiku (or other Japanese poetry form). This time, as you can see at the title of this post, it’s about “throat singing”. It’s a wonderful way of singing and it’s mostly seen/heard in Central Asia. As you (maybe) know I have a daily haiku meme Carpe Diem Haiku Kai at blogspot. This month all the prompts I use are distilled from the scene of the Altai Mountains, in Central Asia, home of the Tuvan-people. This month at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai (CDHK) we are on the way of the shamans and are discovering the world of the shaman.
Today Hamish Managua Gunn (a.k.a. Pirate) is my guest-host at CDHK and he shared a wonderful blog about throat singing really awesome.

Here is an example of throat singing:

Isn’t it beautiful? It inspired me to create a haiku in which the words without sound, as in throat singing are like a symphony:

rustling of leaves
sound of the spring rain
one with nature

one with nature
listen to the cry of an eagle
the rustling leaves

© Chèvrefeuille

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille October 14th 2015


Just to share a post which i am proud of.

Originally posted on Mindlovemisery's Menagerie:

Old Pond (1) by Basho

Dear friends of MLMM,

First I have to apologize for being this late with posting a new episode of Heeding Haiku. I had a very busy week and had lack of time, but I hope you all will forgive me for being this late.

Here is our new episode of Heeding Haiku With … I love to challenge you this week with a, maybe very strange, task. As you maybe know haiku is the impression of a moment as short as the sound of a pebble thrown in water. So before composing a haiku you had an experience which caught your attention and gave you the opportunity to write a haiku about. I love to challenge you this week by asking you to “re-write” a haiku by one of the classic haiku masters.
I will give you the haiku and the story which stood at the birth of the haiku.

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small world

Dear friends and followers,

I am in the nightshift and as I cycled at home this morning I couldn’t see the world around me. The mist was to thick … it inspired me to write the next haiku:

small world
mist crawls over the fields
a rooster’s crow

© Chèvrefeuille

Ah! That summer rain, a choka


Red Honeysuckle (Chèvrefeuille, my penname, means Honeysuckle)

Dear readers,

I recently challenged the members of my daily haiku meme Carpe Diem Haiku Kai to write a choka, a Japanese long poem. Of course I have given it a try myself. To start this first time choka ever I have used a haiku, which I composed using baransu.

the cooing of pigeons
resonates through the gray streets –
ah! that summer rain
refreshes the dried out earth
filling its scars
the perfume of earth tickles
my nostrils
after the hot summer days
I dance in the rain
naked on the top of the hills
I feel free at last
nature around me comes to life
field flowers bloom
I see their beautiful colors
the perfume of Honeysuckle

ah! that summer rain
the perfume of the moist soil
tickles my senses
I lay down, naked in her arms
surrounded by Honeysuckle

© Chèvrefeuille

I wasn’t easy to compose this choka. I had never done this before, and I don’t know if I succeeded, but I like this choka a lot. Maybe, I have to try choka more often … or will this be my only, once in a life time, choka?

See you, have a nice week.