Intense, your presence, fierceness of talons, bulk of feathered might – humble my soul’s rejoicing, grateful to share this brief encounter. (For Granny Shot It’s
Autumn dons a mask, regales the changing season, ignores Winter’s threat – and I too, dance, brightly clad, deny the nearness of death.
Frayed and overwhelmed, senses bombarded beyond coping – seek comfort in the quiet knowing, and loving support of kinship. (For RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: coping &
Mosquitoes favour river banks – hopefully hate repellent, free me to linger as dusk settles catch that last flash of colour. (For RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge:
A lonely bench waits for emergence of leaves, rain turning to warmth, the summer sun casting long shadows – evening lingerings. (A tanka for Ragtag
City life, blinding – isolated cells of artificial illumination, ignoring a higher plan – heaven’s connectivity. (Written for Willow Poetry’s What Do You See? prompt