Haiga

A Hundred Gourds

Haibun

INDIAN SUMMER 

 

continues as if it has become a season onto itself except for the brightly colored leaves there is no feeling of autumn perhaps it will not come this year the chilly clammy wet dark days when spirits sink and moods swing there will be no winter either just warm sunny days nights full of stars and the soughing of pines when breezes blow and life will continue as it is now not easy but manageable 

 

checking the accounts

the end of the month

shows a surplus

with money to spend

and no place to go

Contemporary Haibun

 

Tanka Sequence

                                     STROLLING NAXOS

                    the Portara Arch

                    leading to the sea

                    and the ancient past

                    the known and the unknown

                    stories of lives lived

 

                    stray cats

                    slinking through ourdoor cafes

                    yellow eyes alert

                    our presence watched for signs

                    of sympathy or carelessness

 

                    and old door

                    warped and splintered

                    the hinges rusty

                    a picture framed

                    with pink oleander

Modern English Tanka 

 

Haiga

Wales Journa

Haibun

From the Old School 

 

He takes my arm, not to lean on, but to guide me across the street. This father protector, his sole acknowledgement to his 102 years is a cane used more as an adornment than an aid. At my invitation, we are sitting outside having lunch at a seaside restaurant, but he is in charge. He gives the waiter my order and his. He asks for wine and we toast to each other’s good health.  We admire the view and watch the waves and the gulls as they swoop and dive. We reminisce about the past, his long past and my shorter one. Even before the check arrives, he has cash in his hand and insists on paying. A gentleman always pays the check, and this old man is still a gentleman who will not  give in or give up. 

 

floating with the tide

each wave brings him closer

to the shore

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World Haiku Review  

Haiku

hot afternoon

a shop bell jingles

on Mainstreet

Simply Haiku

Haiga

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