cool August morning prelude to hot afternoon ephemeral breeze Graphic is an original watercolor painting.
night sky pricked with stars likelihood that I will see waning crescent moon ~ appear in the celestial dome ~ night sky greyed with clouds likelihood that I will feel cooling summer night Photo by Benjamin Voros courtesy of Unsplash
brakes squeal, engine roarsrhythm arises and fallsas does everything So grateful for these essential workers. Graphic courtesy of Pixabay.
crescent of sunshinepeeled reveals soft, pale sweetnesssavored with delight Photo courtesy of Pixabay
Half-moon visiblewaning high in dawning sky This morning she hidesbehind a grey cloud blanketbut I know she is still there Photo from my personal collection
My husband, David, is the guest contributor for today’s post.The following is a series of his first haikus written duringa playful evening. I am haiku-ingseven strange syllable rulesto meet each other I am haiku-ingseventeen syllable rulesmerging to create * I am haiku-ingfive plus seven plus five ruleforming my haiku I am haiku-ingself-referential poemspeaking to itself … More Haiku-ing
Whispering letters coalesce playfully til wishing words emerge “Words on paper have no apparent glow. Ishi called them bird tracks on white bark. But words on white paper can move from mind to mind like flames from roof to roof in wind not one word spoken.” Susan Goldsmith Wooldridge Graphic designed in PowerPoint and Paint … More Wishing Words [haiku]
A – L – I – V – E F – O – R – E – V – E – R U – N – T – I – L . . . Having all this time at home, I have been playing with different versions of the haiku. A special thanks to my … More Alphabiku
pear trees in blossom breeze through delicate petals spring’s flower snowfall This haiku was first posted May 20, 2019. Photo from my personal collection
Growth Sunrise today is underwhelming at least as far as colors are concerned yet my kitty and I still sit on the window seat to watch the light grow and grow and grow every moment eternal every moment finite Sunset Haiku “Feed me please,” she purrs, “by the back window because sunset’s blaze soon fades.” … More Sunrise, Sunset