a sudden rainbow
complements the colorful
autumnal forest
–photo by me
haiku 158
Category: poetry
senryu 63
witches and wizards
are often glimpsed in the dark
enchanted forests
–photo by me
Limerick 66
Prince Sodium of royal birth
Left the castle and all he was worth
To wed Miss Chlorine,
A working-class teen–
And now they’re the salt of the earth
–Photo by me
shot of the day 9/22/23
idioms work well
when i’m posting a photo,
but which one to use,
sometimes i don’t know–
are these bumps on a log
or ducks in a row?
–photo by me
recovering alcoholics (tanka)
we recovering
alcoholics are never
quite out of the woods–
sure, we can see the light now,
but it only shows more trees
–photo by me
right as rain (archives)
what is it about the rain
that somehow seems
to soothe my pain?
the pitter-patter pelts impart
a certain solace to my heart.
now the plans
that i had made
are temporarily delayed,
but i don’t mind;
i won’t complain–
in fact, it feels
right as rain.
–photo by me
haiku 157
summer fades away
like a worn-out pair of jeans–
patchy memories
–photo by me
stars (shadorma)
the stars would
stay hidden away
if it weren’t
for the night,
for each and every day
we’re blinded by light
–photo by me
shot of the day 9/15/23
As I stand here gazing at the sunrise, I’m reminded of all the years I was only able to catch a glimpse of it on my way to work. Now I’m retired, and I couldn’t be more thankful that I’ll never have to miss another. Nature truly is poetry without words.
retirement is wonderful,
and here’s my favorite perk:
i get to watch the day unfold
instead of going to work
–photo by me
squirrel talk
hear ye, hear ye,
denizens of the forest:
i’ve called you all here
on this september day
to announce that now
is the time to make ready
for the oncoming winter.
i’m pleased to tell you that
the other squirrels and i
have finished gathering
the acorns, and are ready
to hibernate very soon.
but many of you won’t
have a place to stay
or even food to eat
in the dreadful cold.
some of you will die.
it’s the way of the woods;
it’s what makes us strong.
yes, some won’t make it,
but for the rest of us:
may we meet again
on the other side for
another glorious summer!
goodnight to you all,
my friends of the forest.
–photo by me
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