I plan to 💋♥️❣️

desert oasis
within her hazel eyes
flecks of jade
#vss365 #senryu #haiku

soft rain~
someone else
is singing too

#haiku

Bound for the stars and moon.

#7syllablesentence

This morning's sunrise at Bay River, Bayboro, North Carolina

Bound for self-discovery.

#7syllablesentence #bound

To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

~Mary Oliver

#livingandgrieving #grief
#griefsupport

butterfly garden
the laughter finds
its own wings

#haiku
#InternationalHaikuDay

09/25

Let's #pretend
the carpet is the ocean
& we're sailing with our bed
into a better tomorrow.

Let's pretend
the sky is blue &
that's not lightning,
it's sunbeams.

Let's pretend
you're still with me
& my heart wasn't broken
into 17 pieces.

#thingstowriteabout

owling

plum blossom
drifting on the breeze
between years

#DailyHaikuPrompt (plum)

White blossoms on a dark branch, a pale overcast sky

wishes
half fulfilled
monochrome blossom

#♡ᝰ.🖋️ #haiku #senryu #internationalhaikuday #nationalpoetrymonth #poetrysky #poetry #poem

the silent white sky
untangling how God speaks
in gaps between leaves

looking up
the blossoms swirl
as the bus arrives

morning forest~
dappled fern shadows
on the path

#haiku

confetti
in the cherry tree
mr & mrs sparrow

oakfuls of crow-calls
I’m walking the long way home
my boots full of stones

seed planting
taking it in turns
to re-arrange

#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt (planting)

an ant
carrying the dead—
one breath apart

#haiku #haikusaturday

lost and found—
I wrap presents
in old road maps

#senryusunday
#senryu
#haiku

flip flopping into spring

#monoku #haiku

Minimalist-style painting by Hiroki Kawanabe. A person, with their back turned, sits in the center of a light-colored sandy beach, gazing out at a deep blue sea. A trail of white reflections stretches from the horizon to the sand on the water, creating a strong luminous contrast. The person is wearing a dark green jacket and gray trousers.

Hiroki Kawanabe
" Philosophy "
2022. Nitess💤

Photograph of what must be two strands of blossoming woodland chervil, captured in a forest, against the setting sun in the background. Only the plant is in focus, while the green, natural background is entirely blurry.

- where light changes everything -

coins clinking in cup
just a little change for her
make a difference

#senryu #poetry

Two feet standing on the sidewalk. On the street and sidewalk there are lots of white petals scattered

young love on the streets
a rain of petals breaks
his solemn stride

#poetry #micropoem
#photography

Oct 2022 – a photo from a visit to Toto Gorge, a flank collapse of nearby Karioi (an extinct stratovolcano). Standing at the railing of the weathered wooden viewing platform, one is presented with a stratum of views and edges: of the platform; of the gorge; of a small breaking wave on the Tasman Sea's shoreline; of the wide-open horizon and (l)edge of the world. The gorge and its rugged, terraced cliffs are verdantly blanketed with native shrub and brush. The far below surf is but a scribbled line of white crayon along a sliver of a black sand beach. The Tasman - a tranquil, cerulean mystery – is almost like a mirror. Above it all, the sun’s rays are gentle, with just a gleam of a kiss on the horizon; the sky holds no cloud. It seems many breaths are being held here this day…along the edge. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karioi - Te Toto Gorge. “Fifteen lava flows make up the 150 m (490 ft) cliffs of the Gorge showing many large augite crystals (phenocrysts) up to 15 mm (0.59 in).” https://www.geotrips.org.nz/trip.html?id=768

𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒
𝑖 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤𝑠
𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛

ꕀ˖✧˖°ꕀ˖✧˖°ꕀ˖✧˖°

#BlueSkyArtShow | #edge
#mobilephotography #photography
#senryu #poetry #micropoetry

Photo of a bridge over a sunlit river.

under the bridge
spring light
melts away

the silence
of glittering stars
evening rain

~Uko

a tiny whirlwind
fitting itself in this space
an empty snail shell

Photo by Betül Batmaz. A single contrail cuts a clean diagonal line across a twilight sky, glowing faintly gold against the deepening blue. Soft clouds, warmed by the last light of dusk, drift in shades of rose and amber below. The vast stillness of the sky holds this one fleeting trace of passage — a line drawn and already dissolving.

We vanish. The trail we leave does not.

Bright blue sky with scattered white cummulous cloud. A dark purple iris opened in close up, centre, foreground, with several buds surrounding it which will open soon. Beyond the irises, a large patch of back garden, branches of a weeping birch in the top left. An apple tree, pear tree, and other shrubbery appear along the right hand side. Beyond the garden is a hedge line, beyond that green fields. A very sunny day.

iris blooms
for so short a time
transience

#HaikuFeels #HaikuSaturday #haiku #poetry #Bloomscrolling