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a brisk autumn walk

the muddy blend of colors

deepens my mood

where are the highlights

and bright spots of  yesterday?

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Tanka Prose

Nights in White Satin* 

 

It’s not just the music, the minor key plaintive sound or the voice, the anguished cry of loneliness and longing, or the words, a soulful declaration of love. It’s all of one piece, one compelling surge of raw, emotion. It lingers in memory, replaying at odd moments, unsettling, piercing one’s equilibrium and soul, shattering one’s peace so hard come by.

 

I play the song

knowing it disturbs and hurts

knowing and needing

      there is a solace in pain

      there is hope for acceptance        

 

* by the Moody Blues

Haibun Today

 

 

Haiku

 garden show

beginning outside the gate

with dandelions

Kingfisher