Friday, May 25, 2018

Haibun



                                                  A  PICTURE POSTCARD


A green and gold landscape.  New wheat and rape fields set out in connecting squares.  Black and white cows spotting open pastures.  Lichened stone walls; solid rough wood barns and farm houses.  Flower fresh window boxes trailing summer against dun colored walls.

                                                           a mountain village
                                                           resting above the fog line– 
                                                           the quickness of change 
Bottle Rockets

2 comments:

Magyar said...

Adelaide, your line, "resting above the fog line-" nifty!
__ Encouraged my thought: resting above the "present time" the love of older things. The yellow of the sun, and of the mustard flowers. _m

mustard flowers
across this sunning field
rainfall

Adelaide said...

Ah, yes. I've seen that, a wedge of rain moving across a rape field.

Thank you.
Adelaide

Tanka Prose

  What Remains   We are newly married, live in an apartment, have no garden, but for entertainment we browse nurseries. On an impulse, we bu...