Haikus – Joy, Irony
The playful painting,Mozart’s violin ConcertoNot had breakfast yet. Catching differences,So to feel superior.What nonsense is this?
Haikus – The path
A brief shower falls.The sky, a sudden expanse.The warm breeze hits you. How shall I manage,Leaving a life thought secure?I’ll be true to me.
Recent Haikus
18th September Higher and higherSublime and sweet the voice singsLifting and soaring We torture ourselves;Mostly it is a habit.A secure feeling. 19th September The Ethic existsAt any given moment,and the moments change. 20th September Walk the path aloneEach man’s life, his own journeyUnlived life. Huge waste We must walk our pathIt ends the same for … Read more
Early Haiku poetry
A sunlit morningSweeping the Road for the dayA futile effort Lazy snow white cloudsA gentle breeze cools the browHear the leaves rustle Chirping birds in SpringLife springing up everywhereDead TV chains us Early dusk, dog barksPink clouds. The children playingAll silence. No thought. Plants grow in the darkHidden from sight and knowledgeNature needs us not … Read more