Haiga Archive
Search results: longing
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Debbie Strange
18 August 2021the autumn wind
whispers a lament
of longing
I wonder again
why you let me go -
Hartmut Fillhardt
8 November 2020after the last glass
the longing look -
Nishant Mehrotra
17 November 2018one last look
before the bus pulls away
this longing
to sit beside you
once again -
Ray Rasmussen
18 November 2009The last time here, families sharing picnic blankets and teens on beach towels crowded the lake front. I spent most of my time pretending to read, but really sneaking glances at a particular bikinied girl. I lay on my stomach to hide my lust.
This evening, the grasses are yellow, bent and worn from a summer’s use; the birch trees are barren of leaves; a windfall is spread beneath the apple tree.
resting
on the reed tip
an iridescent dragonflyA bull frog’s “wronk, wronk, wronk” breaks my reverie. I walk to the nearby lodge and sit alone. Several couples dine in silence, staring past one another.
mountain sunset
painted turtles slumber
on a weathered logLooking out the window, I see her again, taste that first kiss, touch her apple-hard breast.
What was her name…
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Sakuo Nakamura
1 November 2009more than anyone
it is this man I love
on the withered grass -
Sakuo Nakamura
19 October 2009woman’s autumn—
as I finish dying my hair
heartache seeps in