Ta-da! In answer to nobody's prayers (except mine) I'm back. Thank you for your concern. I reckon Nicole and the System Lords had me fixed. Wait, that doesn't sound right. So, also, thank you to them!
@motie2 - the pipe "fades" in it's pleasure as it is superceded by the suffering imposed by the heat. Clear as mud, I know... oh well, it just came to mind at the time
@mfresa I enjoyed your haiku, and certainly can relate to the poem.
And @motie2 I quite liked the liberties you took with the poem.
I took a look in Pipe and Pouch, and found this as a possible choice for us to try.
SWEET SMOKING PIPE.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove,
Companion still of my retreat,
Thou dost my gloomy thoughts remove,
And purge my brain with gentle heat.
Tobacco, charmer of my mind,
When, like the meteor's transient gleam.
Thy substance gone to air I find,
I think, alas, my life's the same!
What else but lighted dust am I?
Then shew'st me what my fate will be;
And when thy sinking ashes die,
I learn that I must end like thee.
ANON.
Comments
My tongue is roasted and burnt
Why do I do this
Run the coal at a low temp
Your tongue will love you
I will try again tonight
Again many thanks
so our site is not complete
Please find him Nicole
@randelli -- Great stuff!
BTW, the challenge was:
The pipe fades to the background
Come soon, October!!
Artfully done, but I don't get it......
Line 1: you note that it's hot
Line 2: the pipe fades????
Line 3: you wish cooler weather would hasten
Why does the pipe fade?
As the pipe's pleasure recedes
Come soon, October!!
@mfresa -- Yes! Better!!
BTW, this, below, is not haiku, but I found it just now.... it's a lovely poem.
Hey, let's make this into haiku!!!
Virginal clay pipe,
fragrant leaf showing, it waits
to give birth to smoke.
Pristine pipe of clay
The mem'ry of our first light
Forever changed us
Your haiku is way more faithful to the mood of the original poem.
Also, "mem'ry" is genius....
Unless @mfresa wants to post one, I'll look for another challenge poem. Or you could choose one.
SEE ATTACHED .PDF
Brain is satisfied by taste
Wife avoids me now
And @motie2 I quite liked the liberties you took with the poem.
I took a look in Pipe and Pouch, and found this as a possible choice for us to try.
SWEET SMOKING PIPE. Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion still of my retreat, Thou dost my gloomy thoughts remove, And purge my brain with gentle heat. Tobacco, charmer of my mind, When, like the meteor's transient gleam. Thy substance gone to air I find, I think, alas, my life's the same! What else but lighted dust am I? Then shew'st me what my fate will be; And when thy sinking ashes die, I learn that I must end like thee. ANON.And then I thought: one haiku covering the whole poem, or one haiku per stanza?
(Is stanza the right word?) [interlude] OK, Google says stanza.
SWEET SMOKING PIPE Haiku #1
‘Though pipe’s warmth brings cheer
smoke like life drifts away and
embers fade, life ends