Haiga Archive

on the patio
neglected jasmines
gasping for moonlight

autumn moon as if it were the last one in this life

these graveside flowers
a feast
for wild turkeys

sway of blue plumbagos…and christmas drawing near /gc
even as a sky clears through the day…turtle doves/pg
mall shopping in cut out jeans…he adjusts his face mask/gc
waves pull back and forth…a bikini strap rips off/pg
forget me nots…an old postcard in a book/gc
bells sound…carols through icy ear buds/pg
lapis lazuli pendant…charm of an old romance/gc
midnight… the moon shines over a lagoon/pg
strains of BB King…those days of a lovers tryst/gc
piercing…a star glistens in points/pg
creche… i too crave the warmth Mary’s mantle/gc
rosemary…we kiss under the mistletoe/pg

melting the cold
and warming the heart…
winter sun

dragonfly design
unchanged in 400 million years
ideal for what’s coming

two still play even though the
rest of the band has packed up
and gone home