Photo-haiku: octombrie 2023

marți, 17 octombrie 2023

Drifting Sands Haibun, Issue 23 September 2023 Edited by Marion Clarke

Dwindling Away

The more people she surrounded herself with, the more enticing solitude became, and so she left. After years, I’m going to look for her.
Today, my path clings to the river and turns inland to become a sea of sand, with burdock flowers and scarlet dragonflies on its crests.

Atop an old lighthouse, two storks chop up the sky. While looking for a house, I come across a simple shelter. In a mollusk shell, a trace of ash.

inner cold–
to make a fire or a ladder
of the dry tree

LOTHLORIEN POETRY JOURNAL VOLUME 26

Five Photo Poems – (words only)

Honeycomb – Flash Fiction/Haibun

air raid -

hot bread breeze

from across the border

mother’s ground -

the wind wears

a crown of chrysanthemums

hay bed -

La vie en rose

on the radio

shed snake skin

on the path -

face lifting day

WWW blocked -

I walk along the path

of other creatures

Honeycomb – Flash Fiction

I knock on our house door, but it's not my mother who opens. Seeing my doubt in front of the door, the wind smacks it against the wall. Something that looks like a being, a steamy silhouette wearing a long flowery printed dress swirls around, engulfs me, while its imprints fly all over the room. What a fresh, plum blossom scent! Suddenly, the wind calms down, the clouds wash out, and the ghost is gone, but all these white petals left on the floor are a sign that I'm not the only one coming home now and then...

honeycomb –

a butterfly alights

on the sweet knife