With storms of rain and thunder
And the small rains that sparkle as they dry,
And the faint floating ocean roar
That fills the seaside villages,
And the clear brooks that travel down the mountains
🌬🌦
#poem excerpt: Anne Porter
#art Eiko Ojala
#GiveThanks #resist
With storms of rain and thunder
And the small rains that sparkle as they dry,
And the faint floating ocean roar
That fills the seaside villages,
And the clear brooks that travel down the mountains
🌬🌦
#poem excerpt: Anne Porter
#art Eiko Ojala
#GiveThanks #resist
tiny snail-horns to the moon
ferns in the gutter
tiny snail-horns to the moon
ferns in the gutter
~ the penultimate installment of my creative writing project
(26/27)
~ the penultimate installment of my creative writing project
(26/27)
Just west of the Withy.
Just west of the Withy.
torn, crumpled, burnt
the songs unwritten
Evanescent as birdsong
sacred as spring's first frog
#tanka in response
torn, crumpled, burnt
the songs unwritten
Evanescent as birdsong
sacred as spring's first frog
#tanka in response
a long, long tail
autumn's end
--Maya Okuzaka
長々と尾のあるごとし秋の暮 奥坂まや
#haiku #gendaihaiku #translation
a long, long tail
autumn's end
--Maya Okuzaka
長々と尾のあるごとし秋の暮 奥坂まや
#haiku #gendaihaiku #translation
people taking their seats
the rainy season deepens
--Maya Okuzaka
千人の着席の音梅雨深し 奥坂まや
#haiku #gendaihaiku #translation
people taking their seats
the rainy season deepens
--Maya Okuzaka
千人の着席の音梅雨深し 奥坂まや
#haiku #gendaihaiku #translation
I handed my voice
to the wind:
by now it must
be counties away
I handed my voice
to the wind:
by now it must
be counties away
the ancient redolence
in a bookcase
#HaikuChallenge #redolance
#thingstowriteabout #bookcase
#Haiku #micropoetry
the ancient redolence
in a bookcase
#HaikuChallenge #redolance
#thingstowriteabout #bookcase
#Haiku #micropoetry
in the castle keep
no fireplace
#DailyHaikuPrompt #frost
#thingstowriteabout #castle
#Haiku #micropoetry
in the castle keep
no fireplace
#DailyHaikuPrompt #frost
#thingstowriteabout #castle
#Haiku #micropoetry
the fox mist stalks
the graves
the fox mist stalks
the graves
the sound of a drip
then another
the sound of a drip
then another