carrying a poppy
he passes through
the quarrel
~Issa*
*cited:
poetry
wordless wednesday
Now, at this
Though I gaze upon the setting sun,
Fond within my thoughts
In the land of Amida, alone,
Is the evening sky.
~Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari*
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drifted apart
Having drifted apart,
Why should folk
Despise each other? For
Not known and unknowing
Times there were once before…
~The Monk Saigyo*
poppy
*cited:
summer swinging
swinging on the swing
clutching
cherry blossoms
~Issa*
spring creek park
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black and white sunday: windows
the way things are…
through my worthless window
days grow longer
~Issa*
Inspired by Lost in Translation
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in my heart…dwells
Darkness has lifted and
In the sky that is my heart
Dwells the moon–
To the western mountains’ edge
It does, perhaps, draw near.
~The Monk Saigyo*
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weekly photo challenge: inspiration
just being alive
I
and the poppy
~Issa*
poppy
Christie’s photo challenge: Inspiration is an invitation to ponder, “what is it that moves me?”
Nature inspires me to contemplate the meaning and purpose of life through her
- beauty,
- complexity – simplicity continuum
- consistency
- characteristics of vulnerability intermixed with aggression (did you know poppies have thorns?)
- transience
- interdependency
- natural laws
- photogenic features
- haiku inspiration
*cited:
http://www.haikuguy.com
hot summer days
these hot summer days
continue…but how far away
those days called Long Ago
sweet peas
thursday’s special: gold inside
not shrinking back
from the sunset…
wildflowers
~Issa*
the golden glow of sunset…inspired by Lost in Translation
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flower-bringer
Over the long road
the flower-bringer follows:
plentiful moonlight
~Kikaku*
*cited:
The Sound of Water
S Hamill
monochrome madness: 2:21
Far away,
In a cleft between the crags
To be alone,
Careless of others’ eyes,
Sunk in thought-if only…
~The Monk Saigyo*
Visit Leanne Coles’ Monochrome Madness gallery
*cited:
http://www.temcauley.staff.shef.ac.uk
In the depths of night…I dream
How peaceful is
Every single dawn;
I gaze out, yet
Still in the depths of night
I dream…a grief, indeed.
~Princess Shokushi*
*cited:
a meditative journey 
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