trees not quite bare
murky fragrance delights
cool air calms
A view from my evening walk. I opted, from my choices for exercise, to walk. I needed to clear the buzzing from my mind. Which always feels worthwhile.
Author: Carl Setzer
Haiku
Under a Streetlight
under a streetlight
leaves gently flutter
stillness
I do love this one so, both the photo and haiku. I hope you do, too.
What’s wealth’s value?
What is wealth’s value
If I never get to hear
The song of the trees?
Ah, poets and their ponds, this morning’s #haiku
Basho and Thoreau
Sit silently by their ponds
Beautiful stillness
Ah, poets and their ponds
Anxiety: A Monday Morning Haiku
Anxiety
The cruelest noise
In silence
Memories
Down from my window
Thousands of lights, lives
Alone before sleep
Remembering nights alone in my apartment looking out over the city. Not an elegant view, but I y think Kerouac should’ve been comfortable.
Ignorance Is Bliss?
Deer silently eat
Wolfs eyes glistening
Ignorance is bliss?
A Sunday morning meditation for you.
Visions of Winter
The darkness lightened by grace
Firs shrug off the weight
Photo compliments of eberhard grossgasteiger on unsplash unsplash-logoeberhard grossgasteiger
Thoughts, early Saturday morn
Going to sleep Friday
Tomorrow’s free morning
Ah, to wake leisurely!
My mind springs awake
Hours before dawn
This sadistic life
Tonight’s Haiku, November 8, 2019
Hear the night’s language
Moving between streetlights
Far away laughter
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