a misty look
on the clear surface of water
and the cold cracks
haiku
Archives par mot-clé : water
at the beginning
Cold thoughts were arriving
from the shadows
At the beginning was the word and
in the end all that will remain.
tanka*
seconds go by
regardless of the time
seconds are like drops
and time is like the ocean
that never see one another
*first posted in March 2019, reviewed and improved (hopefully) in March 2020
furiously
furiously joyful, it overflows everywhere, as if it were life. going somewhere*
To follow the same road every day, to reach the same place, inexorably attracted by a small quay, the smallest of the quays, the one that goes nowhere, it is going somewhere.
* first published in April 2017, modified in April 2019