joyful floral scents
moments of urban beauty soon,
war’s horrors rise
I wrote this haiku after seeing the post below. Such a lovely photo coming a breath before the horror of World War I.
Category: Poetry
Tonight’s Haiku, May 1, 2020
sunlight has faded
I’m facing infinity
a star through the clouds
Tonight’s Haiku, April 29, 2020
in the light: judgment
in the darkness: acceptance.
moonlight through the clouds
A Spring Haiku, April 29, 2020
the motion of spring
bold new life; cherry blossoms
slowly fall to earth
Tonight’s Haiku, April 28, 2020
the calmness of night
the birds have fallen silent
flowers in the rain
Haiku, April 28, 2020
gazing at the moon
I touch the lake; ripples form
across the night’s sky
gazing at the moon
I touch the lake; ripples form
across the night’s sky
Haiku, Monday Morning, April 27, 2020
This bouquet of spring
A celebration of life
Sunlight through the trees
Can you believe that this is the last Monday in April? May first is Friday! I noticed that the cherry blossoms are already starting to be shed, the last trees now filled with blossoms. Spring now fully present, at least in Seattle.
I hope this finds you safe and well.
Tonight’s Haiku: April 26, 2020
as night has fallen
the cool rain starts falling
trees move in the breeze
A reasonably pleasant spring day, high clouds and lacking in rain. Perhaps a bit muggy as the air was still. As the sun set, the breeze picked up. Once night fell. The rain started. Now, this is Seattle. So, not a downpour, but the well known Seattle drip.
I remained indoors most of the day. Got out for a roughly one hour walk, then grabbed dinner at the nearby 5 Guys. And then back to quarantine.
How’s it going where you are?
Tonight’s Haiku, April 25, 2020
as the sun descends
sunlight pushing through the trees
the clouds dream of me