sky riddled with clouds-
they rival fog’s foam blanket
on this wet day
~
ah, a travesty-
the pale blue sky reflected
in a pool of mud
.
A gentle effort to write something, after reading this awe-inspiring haiku by Sogi:
ah, for coolness,
it rivals the water’s depth –
this autumn sky
Linking it up with Carpe Diem Special # 125.
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unheeded
soaking the grass greener-
December dew
.
Linking it up with Carpe Diem Special # 122
The thoughts also become foggy just like these days sometimes. I remember such incidents which are of no significance anymore. They are smeared with the ink of the past, which one can’t change.
The dew of hope soaks the memories and dreams, making them appear brighter than they ever were or would be. This grass still grows within me, as December is passing by, and another year would soon be erased from our lifetimes.
deep snow
the horse walks the paths
of summer
~
pacing heart so fast
a summer day memory
frozen from within
~
walking in the fog
the steps that echo so deep
dark shape emerges
.
*For Carpe Diem Special # Jane Reichhold Haiku. The first haiku is by Jane Reichhold; the other two are my inspired creations.
I hope you all have a wonderful 31st December.. Party hard but take care- don’t start the new year with a hangover. Happy 31 December- the last day of the year… the last day of the diary marking 2012!
Begone this year
for there is another one
to take your place
on our desks
and in our diaries
and on our walls
and in our schedules
but you will still remain
somewhere within our hearts
in the form of memories
both good and bad
but you will not be lost
forever
you will come back
in the night
and sometimes during day as well
to remind us
that you were there
to guide us forward
to the future.
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