a day of knitting
loose ends together
brain fog
(haiga)
Author: Barbara Kaufmann
Barbra Kaufmann is a retired RN with lots of time for writing poetry, photography, gardening, walking and grandchildren!
spring
hanging her best silks
in the wind
(haiga)
finding a place to rest the scent of autumn (haiga)
the struggle
to keep going
summer heat
(haiga)
the ups and downs
of a September day
goldfinches
(haiga)
telling stories of long ago the sound of rain (haiga)
tall grass
carries the scent of the sea
fishing memories
from my childhood
the father I lost
(haiga)
in the beginning cherry blossoms (haiga)
all the plans
we thought we had
sandcastles
(haiga)
living will
the kids know all I need
in the end
sunlight on my face
and ice cream every day
(haiga)
all my rough edges
smoothed out by salt air
morning stroll
(haiga)
hospice pond
a ripple settles
into stillness
soft rain
on mountain wildflowers —
my mother’s voice
chilly morning
my spring coat
stays packed
(haiga)
in a moon garden
filled with night bloomers
we stroll away
a blue hour
your hand in mine
haiga: just where the sky
meets the sea —
laughing gulls
Haiga: a few ducks for company the long way home
wildflower walk
the
path
veers
off
through winter
(haiga)
Haiga
woodpecker song
luring me deeper
into solitude
(haiga)
dawn stillness
a blue heron
rising without a ripple