we wait for autumn
yet when it creeps up on us
we’re somehow surprised
–photo by me
the rise of fall (senryu)
Category: poetry
haiku 128
dog days linger on
until the last sky-blue lake
has gone to the dogs
–photo by me
organized religion (tanka)
many are turning
their backs on the church today–
to find god themselves
for organized religion
has sown seeds of discontent
–photo by me
shot of the day 9/7/22
three unlikely pals
making secret plans
for incredible journeys
beyond the farm lands
–photo by me
Bench (shadorma)
There’s a bench
I use for thinking,
Tucked neatly
In the trees,
Where chimes are always tinkling
Sweetly in the breeze
–Photo by me
lavender mist
a fog rises up
from the waters,
dawn lights it up
from behind,
the morning
is kissed by this
lavender mist,
and it gives
to me true
peace of mind
–photo by me
Limerick 42
A vixen from outside Fort Knox,
Found her marriage to be on the rocks,
But she would recover
And find a new lover,
For after all, she was a fox.
–Photo by Aaron
creeks and clouds (archives)
creeks and clouds
cut from the same cloth
with different points of view
comparable in composition
yet contrary in composure
the creek is quite laid-back
to the point of being lazy
while the clouds are always
up in the air over something
–photo by me
haiku 127
august heat drags on–
brown eyed susans are mere ghosts
of their former selves
–photo by me
dream wisdom (octelle)
and here i sit beside a stream
to look for wisdom in a dream
the easy brook barely flows
it doesn’t care where it goes
or what’s around the next bend
or even when it will end
and here i sit beside a stream
to look for wisdom in a dream
–photo by me
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