“The Dryad,” #haiku

D. L. (Denise) Finn shared the image for this week’s poetry challenge:

Image credit: D. L. Finn

I wrote a few haiku (not really a series) staying true to the rules of including a kigo (season word) and the pivot.

I love the ethereal quality to this photo. There is plenty of magic to inspire any poet!

The Dryad

From the mighty oak—
winter dryad spirits rise
Artemis rouses

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nymphs tied to tree homes
souls married, inter-wreathed as one
love blossoms in spring

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hamadryad fae—
bonded hardwood spirits dwell
heavy snow brings death

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

The mythology of the dryad is one of my favorite subjects. Not only are the two entities bound in life, they perish together if the tree dies. Their existence is an interdependent relationship.

“Artemis is the Greek goddess of the hunt, the wilderness, wild animals, the Moon, and chastity. She also was the protector and friend to all dryad beings. For these reasons, dryads and the Greek gods punished any mortals who harmed trees without first propitiating the tree-nymphs.” (Wikipedia.com)

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22 thoughts on ““The Dryad,” #haiku”

  1. D.L. Finn, Author

    I absolutely love this, Colleen:) I love how you brought tree mythology into each one. I can’t pick a favorite! xo

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  3. lovelovelove this, Colleen. You took the words right out of my mouth (had I written one) — no, never! only joking. I could never write one like you. But I was thinking of writing one entitled The Dryad — ha, hmm, er.
    Maybe next time, my friend. Last week zoomed by me. I feel more ‘in tune’ this week. Thanks. Be well, my dear. I wish you miracles.

    1. Thanks for your kind words, Selma. No worries my friend. Some weeks the muse just doesn’t want to play. I get that. I love all things magical… so dryads, well that made perfect sense to me. LOL! <3

  4. hmmm…are there different dryads for different trees – I have no oaks.
    But I have an elderly willow and several silver maples and a bunch of other woody stuffs 😉

    I think one of the reasons I feed the birds is to help provide music for the Dryads!! 😀

    1. Yes! I agree. The birds are tree jewelry for the dryads. That was one thing I really missed in the desert—the trees. Now, in Michigan, I’m again near hardwood forests. They are glorious. <3

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