Originally Posted by freckle
Oak....part one
an oak on the high ground
the unfurlment of spring long gone
half golden, half bare
life and death
inevitable bedfellows
enclosed in unison
by sinewy branches
overlooking the sky
bruised slowly
by stratus
wondering with soft eyes
what dormant buds
will enliven in the spring
wonderful "overlooking the sky
bruised slowly
by stratus" inspired.
Here's a lovely one from Joe Fazio
When do I think of you?
I think of you in the peace
solitude and stillness of the early a.m.
For you are tranquillity.
I think of you on an ocean's front,
for you are the roar of the waves,
the power of the sea, and the salt in the air.
I think of you amidst a crowd
and the chorus of city sounds
...for that is my song, and you are the music.
You are my first thought of each new day,
and the last image I glimpse, as my eyes are
closed upon a feathered pillow.
In that secret place called sleep, it is you that
I search for, through shades of darkness and
clouds of cotton.
When do I think of you? Every moment
of my life. And, when the final sleep does come
and if there is thought...
it will be of you.
I loved the oak poem too freckle, good stuff!
ironing finished
passport ready case all packed
off to China soon!
Very exciting
Don't forget to pack your pants
Safe trip Derby Tup
A haiku fact finding trip I hope, (or is that Japan?) I hope you can still keep on posting your morning haiku, or there are going to be some very disappointed young ladies on here.
The wind holds its breath
To let the Oak inhale the final
Goodness from its leaf
Abandoning the rusty to their fate
Hope you remembered
Your running gear for some fine
Oriental hills
Hope you have fun and come back further inspired!
Don't worry OW, kit's packed
please ttell me you will posting haiku's from China?....else are we to look forward to a restrospective study?....anyhow have a safe journey and a lovely time DT.......
HHH loved that slushy poem!
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