Originally posted on Rooted in Love: وضعت فمي على فمهاكأني بين شفتيها وجدتمهد الشعر والنبيذ ~ نمش بشرتهاالخريطة التي بهاأعبر الى النجوم ~ أبدأ نهاريوأنا أرتشف الدفىءمن شفتيك ~ كالثلج الأبيضيستقر العمرفي شعري Like white snowage settleson my hair ~ Batroun, Winter Night & Books Tea on a cold nightfinishing a bookand starting another

Originally posted on Magical Mystical Teacher: I walk barefoot on the gravel path, ignoring the pain. My pulse quickens, my blood runs hot. I feel as though I could float, or leap for joy. I’m going to visit my old friend the ginkgo. To shave off time, and arrive sooner, I double my speed. Now…

Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: Baby​ ​Grand:​ ​a​ ​Haiku​ ​Sequence     under​ ​the​ ​piano i​ ​hide​ ​from​ ​father  i​ ​am​ ​5   pushing​ ​me​ ​off the​ ​piano​ ​bench  teenage​ ​breakdown   leaving​ ​home​ ​… the​ ​piano​ ​also​ ​hides deep​ ​cut​ ​scars   father’s​ ​death​ ​day centered​ ​on​ ​the​ ​piano  his​ ​chilly​ ​smile…

Originally posted on Stella Pierides: not taking calls…my mobile phone’snew felted case

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): なめらかに煙のびゆく焚火かな　　阿波野青畝 namerakani kemuri nobiyuku takibi kana ??????????? smoke stretches ??????????? smoothly… ??????????? bonfire ??????????????????????????????????????????????? Seiho Awano from “Haiku Saijiki” electronic version edited by Kadokawa Shoten, published by Kodansha Sophia Shuppan, Tokyo, Japan, 2018 Fay’s Note:? Seiho Awano (1899-1992)??? ‘takibi’ (bonfire) is a winter kigo.

Originally posted on Haiku Gravy: thin moon through the frosted hedge a fat cat