Poetry – Page 9 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

Evening Haiku

after the sunset 
fir boughs moving in the breeze
the windchimes singing

barefoot through the grass
with the dew cooling my toes 
breeze through the blossoms

crows calling 
through the morning mists 
petals gently fall

modern dilemma 
I see all my hopes and dreams 
behind the paywall

A little mediation on modern life and media.

through fading sunlight
dusk moves through cherry blossoms
now petals falling

the grace of the sun 
as it descends through the leaves 
greeted by flowers

the blessings of night
dusk's orange skies gently fade 
ah, tranquility!

flittering of bees
dancing upon the petals 
a choir of birdsong

I’ve not had my morning tea yet. Time to change that, methinks.

I hope your Friday is inspiring and productive.

the gentle rainfall
droplets caress the petals 
in the early morn

beneath the sunlight
as raindrops fade into mists 
the songbirds cheer me