Haiku 2014/365

The old year passes.
Where did all those moments go?
Let me sleep again. . . .

Haiku 2014/364

you can't see the wind
only the bending branches
and the shattered limbs

Haiku 2014/363

perky pigeons strut
down undistinguished sidewalks
pecking at random

Poem of the Week

Poem of the Week is taking this week off (this odd little remnant of 2014) and will start the 2015 series next Monday, 5 January 2015.

Haiku 2014/362

Sunday flea-market
drumming, strolling, smoke curls up
'till the moon is high

Haiku 2014/361

extravagant rains
washed through the skies and left us
luxuriant weeds

Haiku 2014/360

burnished and backlit
trees flame out final farewells
before the light fades

Friday photo 2014/52

from the Legion of Honor: detail of two German statues, ca. 1500: wood, polychromed, with linen (the infant Jesus held by St Anne, reaching towards his mother Mary)

Haiku 2014/359

crescent moon's sickle
slicing upwards through the blue
a harvest of stars

Haiku 2014/358

wreaths on empty seats
chatter drifts into silence
office Christmas Eve