Originally posted on John Looks Out On Life: quiet night where I have been marked in virgin snow

Originally posted on Michael Rehling: implications in hello the older i get the more i read into everything i do or say. not a good habit really. letting go entirely is what we miss out on when we fear falling through our own empty spaces. i see the way hello fills those spaces for me.…

Originally posted on haiku tree: unknown time I wake up and put my arms around you ?

Originally posted on Haiku For Living: . the cries of gulls echo in lonely streets monochrome sea A stone town. It owes its existence to the quarries where limestone blocks are still blasted from the living hills by hard-bitten quarry-men. On the pocked coast nearby, the caves are man-made. The cliff-line is flattened by stone-yards.…

Originally posted on Komorebi: Questo mio haiku sarà esposto a Washington per tutto il mese di Marzo, assieme ai componimenti degli altri autori selezionati nel Golden Triangle Haiku Contest 2018 (101 su 1675 entries). This haiku of mine has been selected in the Golden Triangle Haiku Contest for public exhibition in Washington DC (March 2018).

Originally posted on feathers: ? ? wild ducks a handful of bread c r u m b s ? ? appetizers

Originally posted on A 19 Planets Art Blog 2010/2024: * each snowflake caught on my tongue appetizers * for #21 NaHaiWriMo 2-21-2018 * NaHaiWriMo February 21 prompt: APPETIZERS. Random number (452 H) provided by Lynn Roberts Grice. *