a dove perches
on withered branches, waiting
for the moon
The old withered willow, no longer green, but the dove doesn’t mind. It has the advantage over me.
2103. knock-knock
tired and hungry
at the end of the day
is anybody home?
*
knock-knock:
it’s been a long day—
let me in, let me in
*
“don’t swat the fly
he wrings his hands
he wrings his feet”
This last haiku is by Issa, one of the four great Haiku poets. He has long been honored by the Japanese for his compassion and tender love for children and animals.
2102. framily
despite our differences
or maybe because of them
stickin’ together
*
everybody
all together now—
say cheese!😁
Tommy and The Gang posing for a framily photo.
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