Originally posted on Vento del giorno: Hayfield at sunset, John Pszeniczny ? odore di fieno per poco tempo ancora ancora estate smell of hay a longer while still still summer senza paura si posa la farfalla sul mio dito without fear the butterfly rests on my finger i giorno lenti corrono le nuvole verso il…

Originally posted on whimsy~mimsy: A few scattered drops reminiscent of the storm the katydid sings ? under cold bare feet the soaked ground gives with each step mud between my toes ? on the sodden lawn two robins hop-scotch across searching for their lunch ? we swing silently our fingertips barely bridge the cold front…

#Haiku Happenings #1 (8/8/19): Tessa’s latest haiku for my current #haikai challenge!

Originally posted on Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin: a good morningand especially good yeardaylilies and hosta The perennials are a wonderful source of inspiration, because of course the years contain challenging times too. This year, with our long rainy cool Spring, some farmers were not able to plant their fields. So we see some fallow fields…

Originally posted on the other bunny: i tell her i had a dream about her – we were in a scottish hotel, on the run for some unknown crime. she says she wishes it was real. on the window with the ocean view birdshit Stephen Toft

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: ? We took a picnic across the meadow, stepping carefully to avoid the cracked earth and the vole tunnels, to our picnic table beneath the big plum tree. We ate pan bagnat, plums sun-hot from the trees, and the first blackberries. We listened to a red kite screaming at…