Flower Moon

Photo by James Wheeler on Pexels.com I flip through the pages again - the scene where the girl and boy are being sent to different places in Siberia. They almost know it - they’ll never return or meet each other again. Yet, the girl says ..”Watch the moon in the sky, and think of me. … Continue reading Flower Moon

Rain

I think of Charlie Chaplin, as I walk through rain. He said he likes walking in the rain, as no one can see his tears. I know I’ll be busy and back to a normal routine after getting back home. Yet, these moments of solitude and raindrops bring so much to the surface - emotions … Continue reading Rain

Jisei

Photo by Toa Heftiba u015einca on Pexels.com they walk amongst usrest assured your voice is heard-are you tuned enough? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/01/20/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-january-20th-2021-special-death-poems/

Mysterious skies

silent, twinkling stars hold stories, spilt over fromcold moons - yet unread https://frankjtassone.com/2020/12/29/haikai-challenge-171-12-29-20-cold-moon-fuyu-no-tsuki-new-years-eve-toshi-no-yo-new-years-day-ganjitsu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Same Sun, New Colors

It is the same Sun that greets me every morning. I don my eye-glasses, and strain the eyes to see if there are any additional rays in the aura around it. A year has passed, and it should reflect in the Sun’s achievements - like a new medal. I think of all the shades of … Continue reading Same Sun, New Colors

Autumn

If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it. Autumnal years have a sense of foreboding, but experience and wisdom add shades of color. Some may nurse wounds of unfulfilled ambition. Yet, the peace of white snow-filled peaks is unbeatable. It holds the enlightenment of truth, after peeling off layers of … Continue reading Autumn