Haiga Archive

eulogy
the zig zag of ups and downs
in backstitch

no mirrors around,
just a layer of water—
less wrinkles today

spontaneity
from who knows where
laughs or tears or both

sunlight
butters the prairie hills
we gather
to give thanks before
our morning chores

a couple stand
looking at the view
as their shadows
merge into history…
the times they were so close

afloat
in the stillness
reflection

winter moon underexposed x-ray