Long long ago, my mother’s tender care,
eagerly I think of it.
Held close within my mother’s clothing
there was a different kind of springtime.
~Buson*
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y. Sawa & E. Shiffert
is it like
a charcoal sketch —
a hazy shadow?
~Toyokuni*
to view additional images or to participate in Cheri’s silhouette photo challenge visit The Daily Post
*cited:
Japanese Death Poems
Yoel Hoffmann
my personal musings invite me to walk down paths of existence
that often are, for others,
unknown dimension of imaginative conclusions
to participate or view images submitted for Natalia Maks’ photo challenge visit the dailypost
in the box
four or five pennies…
night of winter rain
~Issa*
to view or participate in Ben Huberman’s photo challenge “show us something that contains something else” visit The Daily Post
*cited:
a broken dream–
where do they go
the butterflies?
~Ichimu*
visit the DailyPost@Wordpress.com to view additional photos submitted for Donncha Ó Caoimh’s challenge: What images does “relic” conjure for you? A well-worn piece of blue beach glass, the faded pencil markings from a high-school journal, or the curmudgeonly character from the CBC television series, The Beachcombers?
cited
*Japanese Death Poems
Yoel Hoffmann
My own shadow
trodden on in the shadows
cooling off
~Buson*
To view additional images submitted for this week’s challenge visit The Daily Post
*cited
Haiku Before Haiku
Y. Sawa & E. Shiffert
You must be logged in to post a comment.