silence. midnight.
head bowed, white hair –
errant frost catches moonlight.
silence. crickets sleep.
sword across her knees
catches moonlight.
silence. dew falls.
wings flutter.
owl settles.
silence.
侘 寂
12 Sep 2013 3 Comments
in Haiku Tags: early autumn, Japanese style poetry, midnight, poetry, silence, wabi sabi
kanzen sakura 
Sep 13, 2013 @ 10:55:17
a magnificent reprieve from a drunken bus of gaijin. thank you m(_ _)m
Sep 14, 2013 @ 13:19:45
Thank you sir! says the Carolina Cherry Blossom (a dear friend gave me this title years ago). I’ve been feeling the season, the melancholy, striving for emptiness.
Sep 15, 2013 @ 06:52:29
Indeed, this season looks to be an exquisitely beautiful one. As for emptiness, I, too, hope to understand and become one with it. So useful, emptiness. 🙂