I’ve decided to take part in today’s “Word Of The Day Challenge“, and the word is “King“. I, being me, opt for a haiku.
high above us all
king’s exercise their power
bird’s indifference
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.
I’ve decided to take part in today’s “Word Of The Day Challenge“, and the word is “King“. I, being me, opt for a haiku.
high above us all
king’s exercise their power
bird’s indifference

the glories of spring
flowers singing with boldness
swallows harmonize
the praying mantis
facing down murder hornets
an ominous name

though the rain has stopped
the ominous clouds stare down
birds oblivious

WITHIN THIS COLD RAIN
DROPLETS DIVING OFF FLOWERS
THE CROW LAUGHS WITH ME




walking this evening
getting to see such beauty
life in quarantine
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.