Weeping willow sleeps,
on the edge of kelly meads
softly as she keens.
Shedding leaves and crystal tears,
for her pleasures’ vagrant breeze.
#24may16 #tanka_poetry
The sun wakes,
to a lost dawn,
fickle love.
#23may16 #haiku #ten_syllables
Through collapsed earth,
uprooted shrub and dying grass,
the walk to reach Eden
#20may16 #haiku #graveyard_haiku