Haiga Archive

stupa skyscrapers
with storied windows
oysters without pearls

northern lights
the clouds parting
for a curtain call

stargazing
high in the mountains
smell of lavender

southern skyline
tumbling down the mountain
fallen stars

as i walk
humming ‘autumn leaves’
the wind steals
the memory of your voice
and my tears

dawn
through the tilted window
the distant hum of the forest

świt
przez uchylone okno
daleki szum lasu

waning moon
cedars and darkened hills
February singing bowl