Haiga Archive

wild beach – on the wet sand footprints
of young turtles

dzika plaża –
na mokrym piasku ślady
młodych żółwi

spring flowers
the temptation to pick up
sunshine

the end of the week
from grandma’s kitchen
a scent of cinnamon

spring garden
her bare feet
grow shadows

spring mist
a lost
crab
in
our garden
folds
its
claws

carrying moonlight
the waves find the dock
summers end

sudden shower
the sun flows
into countless paths