Carpe Diem #1725 Scarlet Pimpernel
scarlet pimpernel
adornment of the fields
goes to bed at noon
Carpe Diem #1683 Troiku Month (12) White Valley CloudsAfter
after the rain
breathing deeply
white valley clouds
© Jane Reichhold (Taken from: “A Dictionary of Haiku”)
after the rain
heat of the earth rising
to my fingertips
breathing deeply
damp earth mingled with jasmine
ancient memories
white valley clouds
rekindling promises
tear stains dry
Carpe Diem #1547 Renga With … the big five haiku poets
long this road
goes no one
this autumn eve © Basho
only the wind and leaves
journey this desolate way
when I go out of the gate
I also am a traveller
in the autumn evening © Buson
following colorful path
toward new adventure
autumn’s bright moon
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky © Chiyo-Ni
dimly lighting the path
of unbridled dreams
two houses!
two houses making rice-cakes:
autumn rain © Issa
knocking at the door
begging for reprieve
with the autumn tempest
the small drum
falls from its shelf © Shiki
beat of the thunder
like a line of tin soldiers
it is seen
in the papier-maché cat
the morning of autumn © Basho
colors glisten in its eyes
glowing on wet leaves
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #58 Quest For A New Masterpiece “autumn”
fields heavy with frost
sliver of autumn moon shines
creating a dim path
early harvest moon
sipping tea on the back porch
shadows grow stranger
trees stripped of color
savage autumn winds raging
our hearts too, left bare
full beaver moon
unrelenting north wind howls
night grows longer
Day 178 -Heat Lightening- Finding Beauty Each Day
Today’s beauty was found during out midnight walk. The dark skies were full of white cumulus clouds and brilliant constellations, The night air was humid and muggy. Not long into our walk we noticed the clouds lighting up. They were back kit with heat lightening. Sometimes under the midnight sky the entire sky lit up and others just a long spiral of light going upward. When you see all the marvelous sights in nature it makes you believe in a creator or intelligent design rather than the randomness of chance,
under the heavens
midnight sky and clouds
lit with hear lightening
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