Mourning Dove Solstice (tanka)

Mourning doves snugglein boughs of soft pine needles —bedtime comes early.Solstice soft moonlight gleams onfluffed feathers and diamond white.   top image linkbottom image link

Ghost flowers (tanka)

“Blue Moon Lotus,” by Kate Hungerford Ghost flowers twinkle in my silvered wake; luna’s reign gleams soft yet bright; almost home, I pause and raise a jug, toasting her tethered stars. I learned today that some white water lilies bloom at night and are called ghost flowers.

Larix decidua ‘Pendula’ / Weeping European larch and dVerse OLN

Rising from the soil as Kun rises from water a green furred dragon. Brown scales gleam when she rests, as heaven’s grace flows to and fro. Lillian is today’s host of dVerse’ Open Link Night. One of my old co-workers in the juvenile probation officer job ended up leaving and putting his teaching degree to…

Haikai Challenge 194: clear [spring-] water (shimizu)

    First attempt at a tanka haiga.  Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge.  Frank says:This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga) that alludes to clear [spring-] water (shimizu).

dVerse — OLN 285 — Clearing Power Lines

Great grinding jaws stalk dormant leafless stretches ofbirch and pine. Hawks huntfleeing hare and mice, afrightunder a pale yellow sun. For months, a crew of tree service people have been working to clear the power lines on a five-mile stretch of road (and probably more, but I only see them on the stretch I regularly…