Sunday, May 13, 2012

Haiku

Victim

small pink feet dangling
suspended how in this tree
oh, poor frozen mouse



Crimson Rising

rippling crimson fire
a ceiling of bubbling clouds
morning sun rising



Snowflake

softly touching down
an art form lost forever
upon a warm tongue



Frost

a broken window
restored by the rising sun
as it melts the frost


Lies

rainbows do tell lies
shining on a spiders web
within morning dew


Lunch

my inner child screams
as the spider closes in
piercing helpless prey



Deer Passing

was it felt or heard
soft vibration of thumping
a tail flashing white




Thunder Cloud

I see you coming
rolling billowing giant
threatening to rain



Spring Snow

piled to the ease troughs
incredible wall of snow
portent of flooding



A Clearing to Relax

wow, no mosquitoes
one small dragonfly, good job
thank you very much!



Walking on Water

walking on water
(ice layer hidden below)
she looked like Jesus


Sex

naturally best
when allowed an unfolding
without controlled thought


Beggar's Ticks


quiet hitchhikers
stick up like so many quills
oh my poor dog's face


Unexpected Apparition

dark shadow rising
exploding apparition
many wings flapping



(photography is all my own)





What will you Weave?


Gaze upon this matter
a floating orb of life
that is at your fingertips
for joy, love or strife

A thought, a word,
a deed  today
can spin the thread
of tomorrow

Think upon
what you weave
love, peace or sorrow.