the open window
screened with a web
raise the misty morning veil
mother leads her fawns to drink
Today’s Tan Renga challenge #108 at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is to echo Jane Reighhold’s beautiful haiku.
Gold with little rain
I drive through the veil of yesterday
hoping little has changed
I can’t quite see behind
I see tracings of what lies ahead
the giants in today’s sky
are the least of what I dread
San Francisco and the Northern Bay area (of California) will always be considered home. I dont like seeing the changes that the drought has wrought on the state. I like seeing less the effects the drought is having on nature. Wildlife is driven into the cities in search of food and water. The deer are beautiful (though quite lean); the mountain lions a little less desirable.
The Daily Post Challenge for this week is Change.
… it flowed away from yesterday
journey’s path was set anew
what came between us
can’t be read in tomorrow’s news
let us leap toward a new day
one I see rising on the horizon
no need for a replay
let’s race to meet the sun
A new year is time for many things. Yes we can reflect on yesterday but there are new horizons to aim toward.
All New – Photography to enjoy!
Weekly Photo Challenge: New (daily post)
Weekly Photo Challenge: New (from hiding to blogging)
Weekly Photo Challenge: New (j. picks)
Weekly Photo Challenge: New (the daily blabber)
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Weekly Photo Challenge: New (just another nature . . . )
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They came too late to say “goodbye”
for long had she been dead
the one who had bounded free
and always the herd led
where goes the life
that under tree doth fall
a breath too soon has left
tho young or old it matters not
their heart we are bereft
Winter steals many things
color, warmth and all
your beauty seemed to gather much
and teased the world of spring
Carry forth into the night
you spirit of the dawn
perhaps well see you in her eyes
unsteady as a fawn
trees breathe life
spring gives birth to nature
a constant song
mesmerized I sit
doe cares for her speckled young
Older than the trees
each year new life
He speaks of the forest, the life and healing there and asks that we let the forest inspire our writing.
I am fortunate to each day be inspired by the forest in my back yard.
(I spent Saturday morning watching two young very speckled fawn skipping about the back, while the mother took a snooze.)
What does the forest inspire in your creative spirit???
won’t you come and see
loneliness? Just one leaf
from the kiri tree
Cedar umbrellas, off
to Mount Yoshimo for
the cherry blossoms
and thank you for the words of Basho timeless in meaning and inspiration…
you lie so still
returned to the dust
beneath loamy undergrowth
you disappear into the ground
you to spend this day alone
and soon very soon
memories of your childhood
evaporate into the day
and you are left
with no memory of why you do this
grazing a touch away
lithe beauty takes my breath
our eyes meet
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