
these tenacious leaves their grip strong through wind and rain while the air grows cold
poetry, prose, and photography
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.

through the Autumn rain
jewels beading upon these leaves
I'm exhaling fog

a pause in the rain
walking while there's still sunlight
greeted by a rose

walking in the rain
hints of red catching my eye
songs within my mind

the grace of sunlight
gently passing through the clouds
standing on moist earth
Saw this on today’s walk. I don’t know this tree, though. Do you?

within the sunlight
the rain loosening is grip
a quiet moment