1/19/2021
Tag: garden
In Clover
The design on the fern fronds gets me wondering about how it all began. Who, or what, set the world into motion? A young bunny hops out of the herb garden. There must be a billion white flowers in my lawn.
milky way
all the questions
no one can answer
Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu
September 2020
Sunlight Falls
Soft Breezes
Living Will
tinywords
July 10, 2020
Bits And Pieces
Daily Haiga
July 15,2020
Evening Romance
Failed Haiku A Journal of English Senryu
May 2020
That Last Time
that last time
she picked flowers-
morning dew
Haiku Foundation – Haiku Dialogue
Seeing Beyond Seeing
Feb 5 2020
Psalm 92:2
A blanket of gold leaves covers the lawn today. The morning light glitters in the few left on the cherry tree. We still have not had a hard frost and purple sage continues to bloom. Almost everything else is gone to seed and the birds are eating well. A comfort to have their company. A chill comes through the window. If autumn is a symbol of our inevitable demise, it is a beautiful one. Each year, I am a bit less afraid. Maybe I am going home.
dawn
a door opens
to a flower garden
Red River Book of Haibun Vol 1
2019
Dusk
dusk
in the hospice garden-
a migrating warbler
