any journey starts
not with the initial step
but through fantasy
in finding inner blessings
purpose of a life
in a travel companion
living with planning
tracing paths with fingertips
topographic maps
in two pair of sturdy boots
tent and sleeping bags
packing food for many days
gas stove in backpacks
we carry a weight of dreams
prepared for blisters
on sunbeams or wrapped in clouds
the mountain’s calling
when dusk and dawn is merging
finally we leave
following from cairn to cairn
paths we know by heart
by repeating what’s rehearsed
weightless dreams of winters past

© Björn Rudberg
Gayle introduces us to the Chōka at dVerse. I used the form with 575757… until the final 5 lines that also summarize the poem. The pub is open, join us.
2017-01-05
Love this! Flows effortlessly – I’m with you cairn to cairn 😊
I love your chilly Choka journey, Björn, especially:
‘tracing paths with fingertips
topographic maps
in two pair of sturdy boots
tent and sleeping bags’.
Oh my gosh, this is beautiful, as I knew it would be. I like the idea of a travel companion to help make plans for a shared life. Love this!
So lovely Bjorn, happy new year to you!
Happy new year to you 🙂
I don’t see anything wrong with this, Bjorn….it’s choka enough for me. It also has the scent of a haibun….a travel documentary I guess, and that’s good, too. I think the difference is just in the particulars of the form….5-7, 5-7, forever until you end with two 7 onji lines. *although we say syllables, it’s actually sounds in Japanese. It’s a lovely and fine choka. You didn’t choke up!
Ha.. yes I googled around and when you said it I realized that it’s almost like a predecessor to the haibun… Thank you.
Nice prose Choka that made me remember hikes & mountains of the past; new form for most of us. I like your lines /the mountain’s calling/when dusk & dawn is merging/.
I’m called to the land of midnight sun.
When the mountains are calling, you go, smiles ~ Good to have the companion and following the paths so familiar to both of you ~ Good one Bjorn ~
This flows so well…I feel like a little mountain goat traversing the mountain paths…instead of a stumbling over boulders..
I love “carry a weight of dreams” — fantastic!
So much of the journey is before the journey. Wonderful write!
Hiking is something I did a long time ago and need to start doing again…plenty of places here…but you make it sound so romantic and personal…lovely to walk in your shoes for a moment in time.
A beautiful choka Björn, it flows along the mountain trails and dreams in perfect harmony :o)
“any journey starts
not with the initial step
but through fantasy”
Going after a dream! Loved it!
I love how this camping and living tough, represents their relationship and its sturdiness. My first thought was, oh she puts up with a lot, I hate camping except in a trailer. Yes I’m spoiled lol. Wonderful write!
I love the rhythm in this lovely poem. Title is perfect!
I like how your journey begins with intent and ends with that impressive couplet:
“by repeating what’s rehearsed
weightless dreams of winters past”
Minded me of many a mountain stroll. Lovely stuff.
Travel, taken literally and figuratively (which your writing both suggest), is indeed more exciting with a trusted companion. 🙂
i love the message in this poem, a sense of inspiration that tell us that in order to live we really must just put our boots on and GO!