there would be no harm
in taking what is lying on the beach
what the sea has rejected
branches and shells
intertwining in the sand
and by the miracle of the tides
of supreme beauty being capable of supreme beauty
Archives par mot-clé : seasons
haiku
on the corner of
my street spring explodes in front
of my amazed eyes
haiku*
when you look carefully
in this small drop of water
you may find me
*first posted in May 2019, reviewed in May 2020.
like tears on the window
let my will melt in the coldness of August, shake off the dust of regret when you open the window, looking at you through the eyes of the rain, a little sad, like tears on the window.
picnic*
in the slowness of
a season, which one ?
the answer was uncertain but
it was raining,
I am certain of
it, in the shell of the sea urchin
abandoned on the wet rocks
first posted in July 2017