beauty is not in
the eye of the beholder–
it is in the soul
and the soul can find beauty
in the strangest of places
–photos by me
a strange beauty (tanka)
Tag: tanka
cosmic relief
the great mystery
of the cosmos was revealed
to me in a dream–
it’s gone now, but i recall
that i couldn’t stop laughing
–photo by me
the lone eagle
a top predator,
he’s at the top of his game
in the top of a tree–
yet ‘the top’ is not for all;
i hear that it’s lonely there
–photo by me
look up
in confusing times,
our ideals will guide us–
if we just look up
our best landmarks are the ones
reaching toward the heavens
–photo by me
first snow
young eagles regroup
for some parental guidance
as the first snow nears
here, the rules of survival
change along with the seasons
–photo by me
the angle (tanka)
the banks of the creek
prosper under the same sun–
yet, one is favored
though the sun shines on us all,
it’s the angle that matters
–photo by me
feast (tanka)
a picnic table
is the perfect place to feast–
on nature’s beauty
our souls always hunger for
nature’s beautiful banquet
–photo by me
greater weave (archives)
the spider seems to
design his beguiling web–
except he doesn’t
he who designs the spider
certainly designs the web
–photo by me
intoxicated
sweet wine on her breath,
mother earth attempts to catch
the departing sun–
she’s certain that he’s falling,
yet she’s the one who’s tipsy
–photo by me
a natural thing (tanka)
established foes don’t
know that they hate each other–
until they’re informed;
love is a natural thing
while hatred has to be learned
–photo by me
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