WHERE I GO WHEN STAYING AT HOME               

My deck is my transport. It awaits my boarding, weather permitting. Comfortable seating, in sun or shade, my choice. Snacks or full meals can be provided. Reading material is always provided, as well as pen and paper should I choose to read or write. Should I wish, I may watch the screen before me, the cranberry red Japanese maple trees and dark green, pink flowering bushes behind them, the containers of potted plants with their ochre, white and salmon colored blossoms. This show is accompanied by stereophonic sound. Various bird calls, soughing breezes, rustling leaves, gurgling water from the brook just beyond the trees encircle me, wrapping me in warm, comforting arms, and I am airborne to the destination of my choice.

The blue Aegean and white sands of Naxos, the slopes at Chamonix, a glaring white under the winter sun, the strong odors and raucous calls of vendors in the Grand Suk in Dubai, the plaintive Fado coming from a lone singer in an alley. Visions of memories and new, imaginative ones. I am in control. I am the pilot for this journey.

a summer day

at a yard sale

the years in review

a passing parade

now and then a memory

falls out of step

Heritage Hills Newsletter, July 2020

Haiga for Summer

 

Daily Haiga

Haibun

A WALK IN THE RAIN      

In spite of the weather forecast we continue as planned. A trek in a nature preserve, outfitted with boots, brimmed hats, slickers, walking sticks. We choose one of several trails.

a misty view

hand in hand we walk

the years 

The birds and insects are silent. Only the squish of our boots and the rain on trees, on the ground, on layers of decaying leaves. The melody changes as the rain subsides and increases.

late night radio

the same love song

with variations

Puddles form in low places and pools collect on large leaves and in a hollowed out tree where woodpeckers have been at work. In some spots, where the growth above us is thick, branches overlap to create a sheltering dry spot. We keep the silence, the mood expressed in our eyes, our smiles, our thoughts.

steady rain

washing away

the day’s debris

 World Haiku Review

Haiku for Spring

sleepless hours

learning the language of pines

sigh after sigh

perfumed breezes

shaking loose the moisture 

from peonies

outdoor cafe

no extra charge

for cherry blossoms

Chrysanthemum

Modern haiku

Heron's Nest

Haiga for Covid-19

Black & White Haiga
spring 2020