Horizon

swallowed by dusk

shadows at the horizon

of loquacious trees

~

in conjugal bond-

the heavens kiss the land

even the sun blushes

.

For Carpe Diem # 491.

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Falling off

a goodbye would be when I fall off the sky,

into the arms of genteel earth, to embrace

the two tomorrows, of existing no more,

putrefy my furtive flesh, black bones into

the granular sand, returning to the birth,

that watered the roots of the world tree,

of which I came out to be a red raw fruit,

sheathed by the leaves, that shielded it

from sly storms, but every cold seeps in,

to their unaware natures, applying layers

of first frost, ingraining icicles within, and

as this youngling falls off before maturation,

the seeds do not burst, when it splits open

into a chamber of plain platitude of emptiness

.

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For dVerse Poetics, where the prompt is to write about trees.

Swept across: A Jane Reichhold Inspired Creation

sweeping the porch

bright prints of raindrops

followed by splashes

~

a silent bright noon

swept across the verandah-

moving shades of trees

*Written for Carpe Diem Special # 47. The first haiku is written by Jane Reichhold and the second one is my inspired creation.

Jane Reichhold Inspired

forgotten brook

running the centuries down

locked in rock

~

distant from the world

obscured by cavernous trees

a stream flowing by

* The first haiku is written by the author Jane Reichhold. And the second one is my inspired creation. Written for Carpe Diem Special # 46.