i felt so in tune
at the door of my tent;
a night at the lake
had been time well-spent.
just then, from the mist,
came the call of a loon;
his mate quickly answered–
far off, but in tune.
–photo by me
in tune
Month: July 2026
silent sunday 7/26/26
–photos by me
silhouette
a silhouette is nothingness
expressed in a shape;
it ain’t what it is,
and it is what it ain’t.
–photo by me
over the top
shoot for the stars in
everything that you do–
unless you’re fishing
–photo by me
silent sunday 7/19/26
–photos by me
silent sunrise
under peach skies
a silent sunrise
no rushing water
no songbird’s reprise–
just me and the river
telling no lies
–photo by me
limerick 94
when mom brought a fish to her nest,
the young ospreys felt they were blessed;
they knew right away
that for dinner today
they were having their favorite guest
–photo by me
wildflowers (senryu)
wildflowers are like
stepping out back for a smoke–
and finding fireflies!
–photo by me
silent sunday
–photos by me
haiku 204
a summer zephyr
breathes thru the towering pines
in soothing whispers
–photo by me
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