Tag Archives: Trees

Childhood Memories – A Haibun

Early memories that stick in our minds are significant.  They stay with us for a reason.  Perhaps for us to remember them fondly or maybe they are glimpses of what our future holds for us. I often have flashbacks from childhood of things I enjoyed doing and to this day I still do.  Growing up London I lovedContinue reading “Childhood Memories – A Haibun”

A Fair Exchange

A Fair Exchange My favorite plants do not grow here The soil is not to their liking So I learn to love new exotic ones that tolerate the dryness of our winter and welcome the hot rainy season  Gone are the pretty blue hydrangeas and pink hybrid roses tinged with gold Replaced by bright yellowContinue reading “A Fair Exchange”

Rendezvous

Rendezvous Lightly falling rain soaking her hair Excited she moved quickly Anticipating Feeling the chill of the night air Branches hanging low snagging her dress Oblivious to the elements Extremities turning numb Her zealous thoughts she could not repress Sheltering under the trees he saw her running toward him In all her beauty even disheveledContinue reading “Rendezvous”

Eyes Wide Open – Week 5

Good Morning! This is what I came across this week while out and about in nature. As always all photos are taken with an iPhone. Enjoy your Saturday! Palm Trees with Earrings Pretty Lilcac-Blue Clematis I see a face in this dead Palm tree A group of Ibis on the trail     An insurance companyContinue reading “Eyes Wide Open – Week 5”

Thirst

Musical sound of rain Against a corrugated roof A wordless opera Of drama and fraught With worry of how to cope What nature had brought The planet’s frown Sucking rain into its cracks Giving breath to the roots Of trees shriveling Into dust on blistered ground Parched and crippling The deluge continues Day after endlessContinue reading “Thirst”

Balance

Faces forming in the clouds Evanescent in the billowing shroud Colors brilliant at the end of the day Pinks and blues give way to oranges and grey Salty spray upon the face Murmuring waves rolling without a trace Windblown feathers of the hawk Spirits of the ocean talk Energy of the water runs deep CryingContinue reading “Balance”

The Reader

Sweet sounds of the mourning dove The sun filtering through the trees A clearing full of buttercups and Daisies fluttering in the summer breeze You are sitting under the oak Reading your book so intently Not noticing my arrival I observe you patiently Your hair thick and dark Glasses on the tip of your noseContinue reading “The Reader”