29 Jul 2019 26 Comments
in Musings Tags: cool, escape from heat, forest, friends
a haibun in the style of Basho, 44 words exactly, a quadrille
Haibun: Escape
“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.” – John Muir
The day is so very hot – 105F at high noon. I walk into the forest which is about 20 degrees cooler. My old friends always welcome me to enter and rest.
through the cool forest
a walk on sun freckled path –
escape from summer’s heat
12 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in General Poetry Tags: autumn, beauty, colors, forest, haiku, leaves, nature, poetry, sky
Golden leaves drip dew.
Pine needle path leads us to
Fragrant adventures.
Hidden among dry leaves
Empty hulls nestle. Pecans
Wait to be discovered.
Red flags of sumac
Wave against an ocean of
Blue sky. Clouds race.
Burgeoning leaves.
Parti-colored crayon box
Of gold red orange brown.
Faded leaves beautiful
In their fallen array.
Ageless pattern a reminder
That beauty is not
Always young.
Fragrance is not always green
And strong, but delicate
And to be savored slowly.
First frost covers the
Grass. Morning sun
Melts until night comes again.
The taste of rain cold
and sweet falls from iron sky.
My lips ask for more.
Darkness falls too fast.
Sun fades and disappears
Like summer flowers.
kanzen sakura 