Haiga Archive

floating stars
on the whispering tide
moonglow

ripples in the sky—
the hawk’s plumage bands
spreading as he soars

night sky
travelers find
the way home

dry lightning
burdening passing clouds
with prayers for rain

absent corncrake
no sight or sound of the bird
on this corncrake day

bloom though shadows fall
quietly, the sun still sings
the mourning whispers

thrush nightingale
sowing new blooms
for next spring