eda moroshi hi toshi yaburu aki no kaze fragile twigs breaking off the scarlet papers autumn winds © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold) ‘Toshi’ refers to a very fragile paper made in China. The idea of the poem was that even a fragile twig could tear the paper or the twigs were too fragile to hold […]
Open hand ancient are your ways fresh with berries Today’s prompt for Carpe Diem the Rowan is a photograph shared by Hamish Gunn.
we rarely had a tree if we did it was made from pine cones once my mom made one from tissue paper it wasnt what was under the tree it was a magic colorful golden glow perhaps angels rested for a moment caroling down our chimney maybe the spirit of Christmas knew as the […]
Like the roots of life seeking tree the colorful threads, a tapestry we weave and sow our lives together grow what the source then is it love for ink, joy of pen? does the dust from your star mingle with mine no matter how far? * we weave and sow and like friends tho far […]
I wanted to cover my ears as the flames licked the sky in Newcago. “Help me. I’m on fire!” “I can’t see…” the wail of a small child Helpless I watched. The firefighters tried but could not get to the center of the apartment complex. Then the first bodies… The charred hand of my favorite […]
I wish I may I wish I might dream on a star or angel in flight with closed eyes and open heart I dream of Peace of Wise Men too A precious babe came for me and you * red and green resemble life the blood that spilled broken body putrid strife the ornaments I […]