conversing with stars
pines lift the edge of heaven
prayers slip through like clouds
suddenly the last petals
on bowing heads of sunflowers slip away.
the ponds are glass bowls
tipping their bright faces at sun or moon-
a steady conversation with old friends.
morning glories
open their great disks of heavenly blue
as tiny hummingbirds
ignite
the very air in shimmering light.
i sit at the sunbright table collecting each of your voices
like so many wild flowers
in a vase of haiku.
XO
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Ow, this post is beauty in words. Bless you, Rebecca.
Posted by: Reading Pleasure | October 02, 2020 at 08:38 AM
Dear Rebecca and my Haiku Circle, thank you for these gifts. We both have hummingbirds in our writing today, Rebecca!
I am going to be taking a break after today from posting. I hope to be back soon. Things are really, really bad here and I have to figure out how to regain my health. I love you all and the ripples we send to the world.
Posted by: Lea | October 02, 2020 at 09:17 AM
So glad to be sharing haiku voices with you and all ~ Gorgeous moon photo and lovely haiku ~ Xox
Live each moment with love,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | October 02, 2020 at 09:18 AM
OMGosh, such beautiful thoughts you have penned. I am so happy to be able to dive into your vase of haiku. This was absolutely lovely! Thanks for bringing a bit of happy to my heart today.
Posted by: judie | October 02, 2020 at 11:13 AM
Such beautiful imagery! Your words are always wonderful descriptive. I'm always drawn in! Wishng you a grand weekend!
Posted by: Cathy | October 02, 2020 at 01:27 PM