The Earth wears cloudy sunglasses today
And smiles as warmth gets through to us today.
The wind sleeps all the afternoon away
And trees have nothing much to do today.
The Earth eclipsed the Moon last night and may
Bare trees eclipse the Sun’s dim light today.
Flying birds herd like a song. They sway.
I wish my camera would turn on today.
Forgive that camera. Now, enjoy their play.
You saw them, Frank. That’s all that counts today.
Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Paul is hosting with the ghazal form as the theme. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.
Photos: “Winter Sun Through Trees”, above, and “Earth Wears Cloudy Sunglasses”, below.
The Moon lets me stare at it unlike the Sun. I need a cooler face that doesn’t burn my eyes. I know little about the Moon, but that doesn’t matter.
I pass two cats along the boardwalk. They don’t mind me looking at them either and I know as little about them as I do about the Moon.
STRAY CATS ON THE PATH
WINTER–DOES IT BOTHER THEM
STORMS ARE COMING IN
Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday hosted by Victoria C. Slotto with the theme “winter moon”.
Photos: “Winter Storm”, the panoramic view above, and below, “A Different View of Winter” by the author and linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme Winter.
Some would say they know the Moon.
They’ve data they can show,
But when they look
And close the book,
What is it that they know?
Text: Linked to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt and dVerse Open Link Night.
Photo: Sue Vincent provided the photo as the #writephoto prompt.
News: The new dVerse Anthology Chiaroscuro: Darkness and Light is now available.
Although liberty dies
There’s a Moon that will rise
Casting moonlight below.
Oldish dreams fail to grow.
Patient stars ever will
Turn around but look still.
Evening Sun creeps to set.
We’ll eventually get
Some new day some may see
Although maybe not me.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by Grace with prompt “still”.
Linked to NaPoWriMo2017 Day Twenty-Four.
Photo: “Still and Patient” by the author
I take for granted the bright Moon
The way I do the Sun’s clear day
And should I find that someday soon
The Moon gets lost or towed away
Or popped above like a balloon,
Would I regret it couldn’t stay?
Linked to Saturday’s Image Write #5.
Image prompt by korinrochelle.
It’s chilly in the morning. Welcome Spring
When April’s fresh-made flowers hint that soon
The trees will bud, but first a wondrous thing:
The shadow of our Earth will chill our Moon.