Haiga Archive

another inland dawn
almost without sound
murmur of wings

breezy day
the old curtain springs
to a senuous dance

still holding on
to a cherished dream
one perfect moment
haven’t I yet learned
today is full of wonder?

wind scribing sand
remembering
not remembering

seeing
in a cyclone’s eye
the earth’s warning

no rain no rain
quail run through dust
little puffs of smoke

first day of spring
in the morning star
a bite of frost