Haiga Archive

misty night
a cherished dream
makes sun rise again

folded wings
on a straight path to heaven
just me and the wind

skrzydła złożone
na prostej drodze do nieba
tylko ja i wiatr

war headlines…
an army of frogs
ready to attack

night train express
punching another
ticket to nowhere

I hand-stitch
a bereavement quilt
through the night
silver threads unwind
from spools of my tears

silence in the nest
autumn evenings
are lengthening

cisza w gnieździe
wydłużają się
jesienne wieczory

monuments, fences
this flower not for knowing
ownership is death