
Today’s Haiku: November 8, 2024

poetry, prose, and photography


the newest of nights
moon rises above the trees
fresh ink upon my page
This came to me as I was winding down for bed last night.
I hope each of you has a wonderful week.

at the dayโs ending
sunlight fades into the sea
gentle grace of night

orange and red leaves
as i gaze out my window
glories of autumn
The maple just outside my office window already shows autumn colors. Of course, September approaches quickly. Less than a week (Sunday) brings the new month. As tempting as it might be to make some reference to the passing of time, it doesn’t feel very creative.

grace consumes the night
within this silent darkness
healing commences

gentle honeybee
dancing upon the petals
moments of summer
Saw this flower with the honey bee on my way out to my car. One of the great joys of summer.

gazing to the west
sunlight stretching through the rose
I'm cooled by the breeze
the gift of late spring
as the flowers start to fade
under the blue skies

while the raindrops fall
this day of rest progresses
into the nightโs grace
Rain filled this day, and my energy level was, well, absent. But I clearly needed rest. So, I rested. A gift to myself, I guess.

I took this photo on my walk today.